歆

“There was an urgency in Scott’s eyes, but when he finally leaned in and kissed Kip, it was slow and deliberate. It wasn’t a conversation; it was Scott telling him something important, and making sure Kip was listening.”
― Rachel Reid, Game Changer

“You got no fuckin idea how bad it gets. I'm not you. I can't make it on a couple a high-altitude fucks once or twice a year. You're too much for me, Ennis, you son of a whoreson bitch. I wish I knew how to quit you.”
― Annie Proulx, Brokeback Mountain

“That would be the... Blue Moon Over Brooklyn?”
“Yeah. All the names here are kinda dumb.”
The man pointed a long finger at Kip's name tag. “I like your name.”
Kip glanced at his own name on the tag, as if he didn't know what it said. Like an idiot.”
― Rachel Reid, Game Changer

“He pressed his face into the fabric and breathed in slowly through his mouth and nose, hoping for the faintest smoke and mountain sage and salty sweet stink of Jack but there was no real scent, only the memory of it, the imagined power of Brokeback Mountain of which nothing was left but what he held in his hands.”
― Annie Proulx, Brokeback Mountain