Kelly Abbott Quotes & Sayings

Now you should be thinking about me fucking you," he hissed. "Because I sure as hell am."
"Oh God," Kelly breathed.
"No, you don't say his name when I fuck you. You say mine. — Abigail Roux

I don't think you should shape yourself for a boy, or anyone else. I didn't. You need to know deep down, in your own truest self, that you are more powerful when you're not lugging around all that flab. You are in control. You are strong. You are glorious. — Claire Hennessy

ROM5.9 Much more then, being now justified by his blood, we shall be saved from wrath through him. ROM5.10 For if, when we were enemies, we were reconciled to God by the death of his Son, much more, being reconciled, we shall be saved by his life. ROM5.11 And not only so, but we also joy in God through our Lord Jesus Christ, by whom we have now received the atonement. ROM5.12 Wherefore, as by one man sin entered into the world, and death by sin; and so death passed upon all men, for that all have sinned: ROM5.13 (For until the law sin was in the world: but sin is not imputed when there is no law. — Anonymous

Oh Jesus, hello prostate," he gasped. — Abigail Roux

Sometimes I daydream about having a farm and a wife and some babies and watching the grass grow, but you have to meet the right person for that. — Conor Oberst

Digger stood and ambled toward the balcony. "This explains so much. I feel like I've just finished a crossword puzzle."
"How do you know what that feels like?" Kelly asked — Abigail Roux

I had a lot of nights alone," Kelly said. Nick raised his head, and their noses brushed. Kelly's breath was warm against his lips. "I called your name every damn time. — Abigail Roux

How do you feel about a little bait and switch?"
Kelly licked his lips, then grinned slowly. "Sounds about as fun as you bending me over one of those interrogation desks."
Nick groaned and pushed his chair back so they were no longer in contact. "Don't fucking tempt me, okay? Those rooms have video feeds."
"Really? Do they record?"
Nick had to get up and walk away as Kelly laughed merrily at his desk. "You're killing me, Kels," he called over his shoulder. "Killing me! — Abigail Roux

This whole conversation was turning into a twisted version of Abbot & Costello's Who's on First. — Kelly Moran

What are books good for?"
"Hitting intruders?" Nick mumbled. He rubbed his eyes again. "Doorstops. Insomnia. Special interrogation techniques. Silencing bedmates in the middle of the night. — Abigail Roux

I'm eating healthy, I just have a crazy lifestyle. — Tori Spelling

I'm not under the influence anymore. Much. Even if I was, I've done things way worse than you that I've never regretted. — Abigail Roux

You trying to sweep me off my feet?" Kelly asked, a little breathless.
Nick grinned. "No. But I am going to take you up on that sloppy blowjob you offered."
Kelly cackled as Nick dragged him inside. "Who says romance is dead? — Abigail Roux

I thought you were some sort of camp counselor," Julian finally said to Kelly. "Work with troubled kids and all that." Kelly pursed his lips. "Yeah. It's called Camp Asskicker.
I'll give you a 'you tried' badge next time I see you. — Abigail Roux

Keep it real and stay in awe. — Bob Rich

This is the worst vacation ever," Kelly said as he turned and followed Ty up the steps.
"Yeah, we don't use that word. — Abigail Roux

I hasten to say to snobs from the Surrey pine-and-sand country that no invention since the corn plaster or the electric toothbrush has brought greater balm to the extremities of the senior golfer than the golfmobile, a word that will have to do for want of a better. — Alistair Cooke

Oh god, what now? Are you in jail? Being held by the IRA? Stuck on a reef in the Caribbean?"
"Wow," Kelly said. "That's uncalled for."
Zane laughed. "I thought being engaged to Ty gave me some extra snark privileges. — Abigail Roux

Libraries, museums, and schools are fragile institutions. — Stephen Greenblatt

Look, I love you." Kelly told him. "You love me. We've bled for each other. Why can't that turn into more? — Abigail Roux

I, however, was raised neither as Catholic nor as Jew. I was both, and nothing: a jewholic-anonymous, a cathjew nut, a stewpot, a mongrel cur. I was
what's the word these days?
atomised. Yessir: a real Bombay mix. — Salman Rushdie

I love you, Nick," Kelly whispered. "No matter what those words meant before, we know what they mean now. They're ours now. Just ours. — Abigail Roux

Chester pointed his fork at Nick's face. "When I was your age, sonny, they used to say redheads was relations of Satan."
Kelly choked on his breakfast, but Nick just gave Chester an enigmatic smile.
"What do they say about you now?" Chester asked him.
Nick gave an easy shrug. "They say we have no soul. — Abigail Roux

We've already altered our relationship with last night," Nick said. "We'll never get that back."
"I know," Kelly said softly.
"We can stop here and just go to sleep.
"Kelly narrowed his eyes, a smile flitting across his lips. "You're going to look for the exit at every turn, aren't you?"
Nick huffed.
Kelly began to unbutton his shirt. "Well there ain't no exits on this ride, babe, 'cause I know all your tricks. — Abigail Roux

You're so fucking hot, you know that?" Kelly whispered.
"I bet you tell that to all your oldest friends as you're jacking them off."
Kelly snickered and arched his back, seeking contact. "No, just you. — Abigail Roux

Ty plopped down in the seat next to Kelly and peered over at his friends. "What the hell happened to you two this morning?"
Nick began to snicker and Kelly rolled his eyes as he took a sip of coffee. "I fell out of the bed."
"Fell?" Zane asked. "Or you were pushed?"
"Legit fell. Rolled right out of that thing and took the covers with me. I dreamt I was being attacked by a giant squid and woke up thinking I was drowning."
"I woke up cold and very confused," Nick added. — Abigail Roux

Part of the excitement of attraction is knowing it's reciprocated, right?"
Kelly nodded. "We found out last night that we, um ... "
"Reciprocate," Nick provided. They both grinned, meeting each other's eyes. The warmth and excitement of new attraction were bolstered by years of history. Years of camaraderie. Years of comfort. It was something entirely new, and it was something that just felt right.
Kelly inhaled sharply as the realization hit him. "This would be so easy."
Nick bit his lip, not responding. Instead he reached out and ran his fingers over Kelly's wrist.
"God, O, this would be so easy," Kelly said more emphatically. He moved carefully and leaned on the railing beside Nick. "You and me? Just ... can you imagine? — Abigail Roux

Shy Carmen, always hanging back from the others, who knew she could smile? But at the sight of that smile he would have promised her anything. He was just barely awake. Or maybe he was not awake at all. Had he wanted her and not known it? Had he wanted her so much that he dreamed she was lying beside him now? The things our minds keep from us, Gen thought. The secrets we keep even from ourselves. — Ann Patchett

Writing a novel is not merely going on a shopping expedition across the border to an unreal land: it is hours and years spent in the factories, the streets, the cathedrals of the imagination. — Janet Frame

I love you," Nick whispered. "Has nothing to do with the circumstances, or our history, or how close to death we've come together. I would love you in any incarnation of yourself. — Abigail Roux

We all die someday," Nick muttered as he moved off into the darkness.
"Yeah, but I'd rather my obituary didn't lead with 'He broke into a jail museum and then died,'" Digger grumbled as he trailed after.
"At least it would read 'with his friends,'" Doc added.
"If I wanted to die with you jokers, I would have done it in Afghanistan!"
Nick and Owen both stopped and wheeled on Doc and Digger. "Will you at least pretend that you care we're doing something illegal here?" Nick hissed.
Doc and Digger muttered apologies, and they carried on. — Abigail Roux

Kelly glanced at the freezer as they headed for the steps. "Hey, maybe one of them will donate a liver to your dad."
Nick looked over his shoulder at Kelly, his eyes wide.
"I'm just saying. Three perfectly good livers sitting in there," Kelly said, completely deadpan. "Nobody's using them. I'll go get one for you."
Nick gaped at him. "How the hell did you ever pass your psych evals?"
"I cheated off your papers."
Nick rolled his eyes and started up the stairs.
"The Navy gives bubble tests. When in doubt, go with C."
"Kelly."
"Get it? Navy? The sea?"
"Kels, shut up."
"Oh, come on! You love puns."
Nick laughed, unable to stop himself. — Abigail Roux

As the mask of deception falls off the face of humanity
Unveiling the grim reality of duality
In which everyone is a casualty, no one will be exempt
Truth has many shades
It's not a matter of black and white, but gray
Although many, we are one, so in the final analysis
Could it be that we are fighting a war that can't be won? — Morgan Freeman

Oh Jesus, Digger on a horse," Kelly said. "He kept threatening to make his horse into stew."
"He named his horse Stu," Nick added. — Abigail Roux

I am standing still," Kelly said. "What, does that thing not work when I'm talking? It gets distracted? It's a metal detector with ADD? — Abigail Roux

I'm pretty sure that wasn't there before," Nick grumbled.
Kelly laughed harder. "I'm pretty sure it was."
"Shut up."
"You're high."
"Oh, look at the pothead calling the kettle names," Nick said in a singsong voice as he settled onto the wide chaise beside Kelly. — Abigail Roux

This could work out pretty nice for both of us, Nicko. I've never been with anyone where it was so easy so fast. Where it felt like home. But you've always been home to me. — Abigail Roux

You shot me, Zane."
"Baby, if I'd shot you, you wouldn't be alive complaining about it," Zane said, then leaned sideways to check the backyard.
"Well, someone shot me. It's upsetting."
Zane glared at him before rolling his eyes. "Kelly had the beanbags, you can talk to him about it later."
"It's very upsetting," Ty repeated, pressing his hand to his chest. — Abigail Roux

I've written important articles on prevention, on the concept of the preventive state, how the law is moving much more in an area of trying to prevent wrongs than trying to deal with them after they occur. That will be my academic/intellectual legacy. — Alan Dershowitz

I love you. You crazy bastard. — Abigail Roux