Delilah Keen
- The air I breath
I would lay there on the couch, and listen to the fans run above my head. I would imagine that outside there was noise and life going on. Not the silence and sounds of nature, which was all I'd ever known. I pretended and I sat up imagining. Those were the worst years of my life. Thank you so much, my love. For adding a light that I so desperately craved to them.
Gordie Lachance
- Stand by me
Although I hadn't seen him in more than ten years, I know I'll miss him forever. I never had any friends later on, like the ones I had when I was twelve. Jesus, does anyone?
James Orchard Halliwell
- The Crooked Man
There was a crooked man, who walked a crooked mile. He found a crooked sixpence, upon a crooked stile. He bought a crooked cat, who caught a crooked mouse. And they all lived together in a crooked little house.
Oh do I wish
- In his mind
I saw right through her, and I know that she hated my seeing her deepest and darkest feelings. But I loved it. I knew what she wanted. She wanted for someone to look deeply at her while she sat there looking into the forest. She wanted for someone to notice her dark, brown waves blowing in the wind past her plump breasts. And I wanted to be that person. Not because of the breast part. Because where her eyes were, where her mind was... Fascinated me.
Gordie Lachance
- Stand by me
It was weird to me how, then Teddy could care so much about his father, who practically tried to kill him. And I couldn't give a shit about my old man, and he hadn't laid a hand on me since I was three. And that was for eating the bleach under the sink.
Anonymous
- Him
He has this brown curly hair that curled whenever it got wet, but straightened itself back out as it dried. And these puffy lips that were like individual drops of heaven when they touched mine. Aside from his heart, I fell in love with those eyes. Those big chocolate brown orbs, that could see through any curtains that I put up.
Ryan Murphy
- American Horror Story
The devil is real and he isn't a little red man with horns and a tail. He can be beautiful because he's a fallen angel and he used to be God's favorite.
Bilbo Baggins
- Bilbo's letter
That, my dear Frodo, is where I come in, for quite by chance and the will of a Wizard, fate decided I would become part of this tale. It began... well, it began as you might expect. In a hole in the ground, there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole full of worms and oozy smells. This was a hobbit-hole and that means good food, a warm hearth, and all the comforts of home.
