“endless soaring toy-rocket dreams and schemes that let out a sad, weak 'pop' at their high climax point and then flake apart as they tumble toward some thorn patch that's also a hatching ground for baby snakes”
“His climax began gathering again, rising toward a point of no return. He didn’t know if he could restrain himself this time: He was too close, too near to being overwhelmed.She cried out, trembling exclamations.He lost all control, his release hot, violent, and endless.”
“Women scheme when they are weak, they lie out of fear. Men scheme when they are strong, they lie out of arrogance.”
“..A hawk soared over our carriage, letting out a high, piercing cry of defiance, and I wanted to jump out of the window and fly with it”
“Refuse to be average. Let your heart soar as high as it will.”
“Sugar flake that, yo. Snap, crackle, pop.”