Camilla Monk > Camilla's Quotes

“(Just so you know, I practice Spanish watching Dora the Explorer and playing GTA, so I know how to say backpack, whore, and weed. I hope you’re impressed.)”
― Camilla Monk, Spotless

“I like ostriches. There’s a certain depth to their gaze,” he mused quietly.”
― Camilla Monk, Spotless

“I processed his words, my lips searching for his clumsily in the dark. I felt his fingers squeeze my neck. And that douche choked me out.”
― Camilla Monk, Spotless

“I’ve been . . . I just finished reading that book you told me about, Accidentally Married to the Billionaire Sheikh.”
My mouth fell open in shock. “You have? So, um, did you like it?”
“It’s a little predictable, and very explicit, in an oddly lyrical way. I can only imagine how disappointed female readers must be when facing the reality of—” He cleared his throat. “Well, in any case, I’m not certain Hedwardh is a good match for Swanella. And by the way, the refractory period doesn’t work like that.”
― Camilla Monk, Beating Ruby

“Here’s one secret no one will tell you about getting laid after a date. DON’T TALK. Most girls blame either their looks or excessive timidity for their virginity. This is only true to an extent. These girls are also horribly annoying.”
—Aurelia Nichols & Jillie Bean, 101 Tips to Lose Your Virginity after 25”
― Camilla Monk, Spotless

“What’s wrong, biscuit? Peppermint Crisp is excellent for you. It’s the eighth South African food group, according to the Department of Health. Should represent five percent of your daily caloric intake.”
“You’re lying,” I mumbled.
“No, I’m not. Nestlé lobbied hard for that. The police never found the Health Deputy Minister’s body.”
I pulled away to look up at him. “Are you serious?”
“Absolutely. Peppermint Crisp is a very serious business, here.”
― Camilla Monk, Crystal Whisperer

“I had sometimes met guys who looked like they worked out a lot; however, overly conservative social boundaries had restrained me from tearing their shirts open in public to check the goods.”
― Camilla Monk, Spotless

“Just picturing his wink again gave me douchebumps, but I wouldn’t let him ruin my day.”
― Camilla Monk, Still

“Hopis have lived in America longer than anyone. We wanted to explore the concept of Earthly visitation through the eyes of people who have also witnessed the rapid evolution of modern culture. For us, their beliefs ring true on so many levels. Hopi prophecy speaks to the destiny of man...in a universe where we are not alone.”
― T.J. Wolf, A GLEAM OF LIGHT

“Very early in my life it was too late.”
― Marguerite Duras, The Lover

“Old Man River!

That seems far too austere a name
For something made of mirth and rage.
O, roiling red-blood river vein,
If chief among your traits is age,
You're a wily, convoluted sage.

Is "old" the thing to call what rings
The vernal heart of wester-lore;
What brings us brassy-myth made kings
(And preponderance of bug-type things)
To challenge titans come before?
Demiurge to a try at Avalon-once-more!

And what august vitality
In your wide aorta stream
You must have had to oversee
Alchemic change of timber beam
To iron, brick and engine steam.

Your umber whiskey waters lance
The prideful sober sovereignty
Of faulty-haloed Temperance
And wilt her self-sure countenance;
Yes, righteousness is vanity,
But your sport's for imps, not elderly.

If there's a name for migrant mass
Of veteran frivolity
That snakes through seas of prairie grass
And groves of summer sassafras,
A name that flows as roguishly
As gypsy waters, fast and free,
It's your real name, Mississippi.”
― Tracy J. Butler, Lackadaisy: Volume #1