Skinner Sweet Quotes

- If I tell you, will you let met go? - You bet, partner. [...] - You promised! - Nope. I said "you bet." You did ... and you lost.

I always, always got to be the last man standing.

I only saw glimpses of the real world around me. Reality dissolved beneath the press of his lips against mine. I lost myself. In that moment there was We... He enveloped me. I felt his strength. He seemed gigantic to me. And yet gentle. His breath was inside me. I tasted what he tasted like. All the scents of that instant cascaded upon me. His sweet. The roses. The nectar of the feeders. The wood that hat hammered into with nails. The sweet raspberries on his mouth.

Love is like that. It's a real thing. It isn't governed by laws that men make up because they believe in something that isn't real. You suddenly feel it. It comes upon you like an ocean wave and pulls you along in its tide. As natural as can be. It's not a choice. It's not a figment of imagination. It's no different than a honeybee on a flower doing what it's supposed to do. The end result is just as sweet. And when you taste it you say:"Yum!

You’re doing what Marcellus warned you against,” Richardson said, “judging them by English pictures. All nightgowns and body and a kind of flacculent sweetness. As in cemeteries, with broken bits of marble. These are Angels – not a bit the same thing. These are the principles of the tiger and the volcano, and the flaming suns of space.” (Charles Williams, The Place of the Lion)