Krstovic Fudbaler Quotes & Sayings

The only other place comparable to these marvelous nether regions, must surely be naked space itself, out far beyond atmosphere, between the stars, where sunlight has no grip upon the dust and rubbish of planetary air, where the blackness of space, the shining planets, comets, suns, and stars must really be closely akin to the world of life as it appears to the eyes of an awed human being, in the open ocean, one half mile down. — William Beebe

You may as well know, also, that every great leader, from the dawn of civilization down to the present, was a dreamer. — Napoleon Hill

She did what she could for him. She kissed him in return. She lost her breath and both her hearts, and finally Turned to smoke and back. — Shana Abe

Ta-da! The man whipped open his coat.
Shit! He wasn't wearing any clothes at all. She grimaced. Just her luck to go vampire hunting and find a flasher. — Kerrelyn Sparks

I thought leaving you would be easy,
just walking out the door
but I keep getting pinned against it
with my legs around your waist and it's like
my lips want you like my lungs want air,
it's just what they where born to do so
I am sitting at work thinking of you
cutting vegetables in my kitchen
your hair in my shower drain
your fingers on my spine in the morning
while we listen to Muddy Waters, I know
you will never be the one I call home
but the way you talk about poems
like marxists talk of revolution
it makes me want to keep trying.
I'm still looking for reasons to love you.
I'm still looking for proof you love me. — Clementine Von Radics

Syn was standing in the doorway, a satisfied look on his face. Furi winked at him in the mirror and turned around to face him. He walked forward until they were chest-to-chest. He whispered against Syn's mouth, "Feel better?" "For now. This will only hold me a few hours." Syn's dark voice coursed through Furi's body making him want to drop to his knees again. Syn rubbed his course cheek against Furi's. "I need more. I need rough." Furi — A.E. Via

I woke up when my pillow was yanked out from under my head and Chloe mumbled something incoherent about spinach and hot dogs. The woman was a sleep-talking, restless bed hog. — Christina Lauren

Where in this pukehole can a man get a drink? he said — Cormac McCarthy

Now, I can understand why the appearance of a man struggling violently, as it would seem, with an airy nothing, and calling for assistance against a vision, should have appeared ludicrous. Then, so great was my rage against the mocking crowd that had I the power I would have stricken them dead where they stood. — Fitz-James O'Brien