April Brookshire > April's Quotes

“A complete stranger has the capacity to alter the life of another irrevocably. This domino effect has the capacity to change the course of an entire world. That is what life is; a chain reaction of individuals colliding with others and influencing their lives without realizing it. A decision that seems miniscule to you, may be monumental to the fate of the world.”
― J.D. Stroube, Caged by Damnation

“My love is pizza shaped. Won’t you have a slice? It’s circular, so there’s enough to go around.
”
― Dora J. Arod, Love quotes for the ages. And the ageless sages.

“Love is a circular emotion that surrounds you, like a hug. Or a noose.”
― Jarod Kintz, Love quotes for the ages. And the ageless sages.

“I’m not in manufacturing, but I make something. I make a difference. But to be honest, I think China can make it cheaper.
”
― Jarod Kintz, How to construct a coffin with six karate chops

“You tell me you love me, but I’m not sure you know what love is, or how fast it flies, or how much it resembles a UFO, or what kind of weapon you’d use to shoot it down.”
― Jarod Kintz, Love quotes for the ages. Specifically ages 18-81.

“Love is like learning to ride a midget, which I’ve never done because I’m afraid of heights.”
― Jarod Kintz, Love quotes for the ages. Specifically ages 18-81.

“If I had no penis, how would I pee? How would I make love? How would I think?”
― Jarod Kintz, Love quotes for the ages. Specifically ages 18-81.

“I would rather make love than war, but only because condoms kill millions of lives more enjoyably.”
― Jarod Kintz, Love quotes for the ages. Specifically ages 18-81.

“With my last breath, I’ll exhale my love for you. I hope it’s a cold day, so you can see what you meant to me.
”
― Jarod Kintz, This is the best book I've ever written, and it still sucks

“The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence.”
― Charles Bukowski

“On romance books: We might assume then that men, major consumers of thrillers, westerns, and detective fiction, enjoy being beaten up, tortured, shot, stabbed, dragged by galloping horses, and thrown out of moving vehicles.”
― Daphne Clair

“In my car, I asked her, "So, where does Josh live?"

She twisted in her seat, her eyes wide. "What are you going to do?"
"You mean, what are we going to do?"

"We're going to beat him up together?" she guessed, eyes going impossibly wider.

"As romantic as that sounds, princess, we aren't even going to see him.”
― April Brookshire, Beware of Bad Boy

“Jeez, that's the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me," I replied sarcastically. "No wonder you don't have a girlfriend."

"You shouldn't say bad words."
"I didn't just say a bad word." His serious demeanor was confusing me.

"Yes you did. You said the G-word," he whispered. "Girlfriend." His fake shudder was over the top.

"You're horrible, do you know that? A complete player."
"I know, but if I did want to enter the form of slavery called being in a relationship, it'd be with someone as hot as you."

I glared up at him. "Wow, that was the second most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me. You're on a roll, Caleb.”
― April Brookshire, Beware of Bad Boy

“How do you say goodbye to the person who was the single greatest influence on who you are?”
― April Brookshire, Young Love Murder

“Go ahead and eat while I take a shower. I left a pen and paper on the table. Your homework for today is to write down all the things you'd do if there were no consequences."

"Why should I do that?" she asked belligerently.
"Because I said so and I'm the boss."

(...) After my shower, I found Gianna sitting on the couch with an amused, self-satisifed look on her face. I sauntered over to the dining room table to read her list.

1. Punch Caleb in the face.
2. Steal Caleb's car and go for a joy ride, which may involve crashing into a brick wall.
3. Find a way to get Caleb expelled from my school, so he'll have to live somewhere else.

I glanced up at Gianna to take in the smug grin on her face.

"What?" she asked innocently.”
― April Brookshire, Beware of Bad Boy

“of myself right off the bat? If that doesn’t send her running back to me, I don’t know what will.”
― April Brookshire, Young Love Murder

“ The stupid boy has the nerve to laugh. I sit up and punch him in the gut. Stupid boy ain't laughing now. Now he's too busy grunting in pain. ”
― April Brookshire

“All right, I’ll go with this one called ‘Handsome Devil’. That’s me after all.”
― April Brookshire, Young Love Murder

“Why do you love me?”

I sigh at the question I’ve asked myself frequently over the years. With a quick peck to his lips, I tell him, “Because, in you, I found my heart.”
― April Brookshire, Young Love Murder

“since I’m still healing from my gunshot wound. That I wear like a badge of honor. My baby gave me this injury. ‘Cause she loves me.”
― April Brookshire, Young Love Murder

“That’s it. That is fucking it. I stand up, grab Anna by the waist and, while dragging her to the bedroom, say over my shoulder to Brent, “If you can answer the door when her brother gets here, we’d appreciate it. Don’t bother us for the next hour, two if Anna’s as insatiable as usual. You may want to turn on the television to drown out the noise!” I push a laughing Anna into the bedroom and slam the door behind us.  ”
― April Brookshire, Young Love Murder

“I want you back, Annabelle.” This time my laughter is full of nothing but genuine humor. It’s that ‘oh my god, I can’t believe that’ kind of humor. I lean forward and put my face in my palms, still laughing. “Holy crap,” I say in-between laughs, “that’s hilarious.” I peek up at him to see his disgruntled expression and then bust up laughing again.  “I’m serious,” he grunts out, looking cute in his exasperation, damn him. Not done, I hold up a hand. “Oh, oh, wait. Just let me go get my gun so you can shoot me again. Of course I want to get back together with you, Gabriel.” Putting on a serious face, I say earnestly, “He shoots me because he loves me.”
― April Brookshire, Young Love Murder

“My existence is colorless when I’m not imagining you. You haunt me, Annabelle. ”
― April Brookshire, Young Love Murder