Damon Suede Quotes & Sayings

Watching his cofarmer return to the cove, Runt had the strangest sensation: a kind of foreknowing, as if he and Ox were immortal and ancient in this alien place. — Damon Suede

Perhaps that was his way of punishing himself. Masochism. People torture themselves more terribly than anyone else could. — Damon Suede

Your life needs an airbag. I swear, Anastagio, you should have come equipped when you were born. — Damon Suede

You tell him for me: if he fucks with you, if he lays one Russian knuckle on you, your buddy is coming after him and someone's gonna need a screen door to fish out the pieces. — Damon Suede

The smile on her face was almost Dante's. Tears pricked his eyes, then hers, while all those impossible things passed between them. While the truth was sending down roots and throwing out branches until it filled the silent room with impossible blossoms.
I love him. — Damon Suede

Trust this: drinking until you go away from the world only wastes moments of your life. All that time is lost. And time and love are incredibly precious. Yes? Don't waste either. — Damon Suede

So damn jealous! Like I can see anyone but you. — Damon Suede

[ ... ]Are both of you ... ?"
"Manscaped?" Dante smiled. "I'm fucking Italian; I been mowing my lawn since I was thirteen. — Damon Suede

Griff groaned and covered Dante's loose mouth with his own, driving his tongue in to steal the stars from his eyes, the fire from his mind. — Damon Suede

He needed me to make it okay. — Damon Suede

Griff held his breath while Dante's hand slid against the side of his soft bulge. He tried to remember that they were just two friends joking around on the corner in Brooklyn.( ... ) "Yeah. I coulda ... you don't have to play undersea treasure hunt in my damn pants."
"Gotta watch out for that electric eel." Dante closed his hand over the ring and winked and pulled his fist out. — Damon Suede

No. Look, the mutual tug paid extra." Dante mimed jerking and squirting without looking embarrassed, which only made Griff more embarrassed. "And the
stuff you did at the end bumped our fee even - "
"I know, man. Sorry about - "
" - more. Bullshit, sorry! Blowing your jazz on me got us a three hundred dollar bonus. Didja know that?" Dante rolled his eyes and waved away the worry.
"Dude, if I could get a fee every time you squirted on me, I'd camp under your bed and have you doing it three times a day."
Help me, Jesus.
Griff's eyes honest-to-God bugged at that. — Damon Suede

As the gay friend in these situations, he always ended up in the corner holding someone's purse. — Damon Suede

S'important to have old friends." Silas wagged a finger. "They remember who you were before you made yourself up. — Damon Suede

Lord, what men don't know is a lot. — Damon Suede

You're my best friend. You're the only somebody I got. — Damon Suede

Gotten butt-ass, bone-dog naked for your vadge-cam?" Dante offered with an angelic smile, standing close.
"Fucking hell, D." Griff turned to Beth with an apology, but she spoke first.
"Huh-yeah. Thanks, cockbreath. — Damon Suede

They aren't heroes because you wave your big veiny wand. They're heroes when they save the world from itself — Damon Suede

Dante climbed back on top of him, sitting on Griff's round butt to knead his shoulders. "I just wanna try. It'll be fine. No big deal. Maybe a massage first? Two dudes. That'd be okay right?"
What was he asking?
"And then, I want you" -Dante leaned forward, pressing his chest against Griff's muscular back, lips against his ear -"to fucking turn yourself loose on me. — Damon Suede

That's one of the most bewitching things about romance for me, as a reader and writer. Romances harbor hope for the reader. They create a direct emotional experience of certainty and potential to bridge the dark moments and help lead us into the light. No small wonder that romance is the source of all fictional genres and that romance continues to outsell every other form of human literary output. Hope is a magical thing, hard-won and easily snuffed. Anyone can point out ways for us to stay disappointed, compromised, and anxious, but opening anyone's eyes to possibilities helps them dream harder and reach further. Any book that can do that deserves a place on my shelves. — Damon Suede

I'll take Classic 69 and semen-swapping for $300 — Damon Suede

After the first week, I worried that I would forget moments, and so I drew them. Everything I could think of, every angle. I dreamed about you. And I tried to capture you so I wouldn't lose a single second of a single moment, because what if I never got to have them again? — Damon Suede

Bravery usually looked stupid from the outside. — Damon Suede

A man is just a life support system for assumptions. — Damon Suede

I missed you." A humorless laugh closed his eyes. When he opened them, the redness had turned them deep mossy green.
"Sorry." Trip's own eyes welled up.
"Not like, gosh-I-wonder-what-Trip-is-doing missed you. I meant I actually started to feel like I'd survived some horrible amputation and part of me had been hacked off and lost in a haunted warzone being gnawed by the walking dead. I missed you because you were missing. I actually spent weeks trying to imagine what you were doing at any given Moment ... obsessing, really." He didn't wipe his wet cheeks. "Trip must be seeing the new Superman this weekend. I wonder if Trip's asleep. I wish I could swallow Trip's load right this second. Trip needs to stop and eat now, something not dyed or in plastic. I even went to watch the Big Dog office doors a couple of times, like the Little Match Queer, when I knew you had pages due, just to make sure, you were okay, but then you ... I dunno: vanished. — Damon Suede

I want you to move in with me, man."
"Nah. I appreciate it, but I need to get a place of my own. I'm a grownup. — Damon Suede

No one becomes a bestseller by tossing every other potential blockbuster on a bonfire and assassinating other authors. — Damon Suede

Pop culture. Nobody does bullshit better than us. Right? China took over manufacturing. And the Middle East has us on fossil fuels. That's just geography and politics. We're a nation of whacko immigrants. Scavengers and con men. We crossed the ocean on faith, stole some land and stone-cold made up a whole country out of nothing but balls and bullshit. Superhero comics got invented by crazy genius Jews who showed up and revamped the refugee experience into a Man of Steel sent from Krypton with a secret identity. — Damon Suede

Griff held his breath, waiting for it, knowing the axe would fall and he'd start dying as soon as he walked out the fucking door, and Dante would just grin and joke and try to forget what they had done together in this room. — Damon Suede

Because I love you!"

There it was, out in the air. Griff's eyes got wide. The words had come out angry, but Dante had meant them. He couldn't open his perfect mouth and swallow them back.

His face softened. "In love, I mean. With you. For so long. — Damon Suede

Some stories don't make movies. I mean superheroes, spies, serial killers ... sure. But there's some feelings you can't put on a screen. — Damon Suede

Dante chuckled low. "There's my blush." — Damon Suede

When you can't sleep, it's because you're awake in someone else's dream. — Damon Suede

Two men, two friends curled in bed. The next few minutes would decide everything. — Damon Suede

Because people should not be punished for loving and hoping and holding their hearts open. — Damon Suede

Whatsamatter?" Dante scraped a hand over his abs, his neck, the side of his face
collecting his jizz. He sucked his pleasure off his lower lip. "I gave myself a fuckin' necklace. — Damon Suede

And Lord knows there are more than enough rooms to love someone properly, even if they don't all have floors or ceilings. — Damon Suede

SOMETIMES A plan is just a list of things that don't happen. Ruben — Damon Suede

Everything was so nutty with Loretta, all her reactions. She used tantrums like most people used sedatives — Damon Suede

She held up three hangers inside a vinyl garment bag and hooked them sideways on the coatrack to unzip. "Raw silk. Vintage. Sort of a purple-black."
"Aubergine," he declared and cracked the opening wider.
"I love a man who can make colors sound dirty." She grinned.
"Cross-dyed." He wondered if Trip had helped pick this out, if he'd seen her model it and convinced her to splurge. "Great suit."
"I gotta stand next to J.R. Ward. Feel me?" She fluttered her short nails at him. "Baby, I went and bought a pair of Givenchy boots I cannot even afford because the Warden is gonna be there in full effect, and you know what that means!"
He didn't really, but he got the gist. "So you want nighttime for daytime."
"Extra vampy, hold the trampy. Like, more Lust For Dracula than Breaking Dawn." Rina squeezed her shoulders together to amp her cleavage. "If I'm hauling the girls out, no way can I do sparkly anorexia. — Damon Suede

If your heart is broken, do you have a phantom heart? — Damon Suede

It's a kilt, dumbass. It's only a skirt if I'm wearing underwear. — Damon Suede

For the first time in his life he understood why the Bible called sex "knowing". Everything was different. Now he knew Dante. He'd known Dante. And wonder of wonders, Dante had known him right back. — Damon Suede

It was the list of activities thing. Like the menu with price, only I'm not the restaurant; I'm the meal. — Damon Suede

Trip cackled. "That's so wrong!"
"You laughed. If you laugh, then you think it's true."
"Who said that?"
"Everyone." He huffed. "People laugh at the truth because if they didn't laugh, they'd ... I dunno. Cry or vomit."
Trip laughed loud and long at that. — Damon Suede

Romance is the literature of hope. — Damon Suede

Always be working on at least one thing you'd be jealous of. — Damon Suede

Hey, I like unicorns. Unicorns are just weaponized ponies. — Damon Suede

Griff's pretty neat on his own. Scottish hedge! — Damon Suede

Paulie's sock ... ." Dante shrugged one shoulder, his mouth hooked in confusion. "Hell, I just ate mine. — Damon Suede

You can't lose what you never had, you cant keep what's not yours, and you can't hold on to something that doesn't want to stay. — Damon Suede

LOVE IT! Yeah. They've been doing BIG billboards of this in the gayborhoods in NYC, LA and SanFran.

Although I wouldn't fuck a Scientologist on a dare. 8| — Damon Suede

Somewhere high overhead on the other side of the freighter, metal ground against metal making a sound like angry mechanical whales fucking. — Damon Suede

Just then Dante leaned against him, brow between his shoulder blades for a moment, so tentatively Griff held his breath. His voice was almost sheepish. Nah. Everyone knows I was born defective. They didn't instal you until later. — Damon Suede

The world is different, but folks are the same, huh? — Damon Suede

Never make a permanent mistake to solve a temporary problem. — Damon Suede

Eating it's way easier. Good for you. Man down! Man down! — Damon Suede

Ugh!" Rina shook her head. "Men are so fucking stubborn."
"Only when they're right ... " He shrugged. "Or wrong. — Damon Suede