Burn Quotes

“I’ll wait for you,” he said as his hand dropped to his side, as his eyes began to dim. “I think I could wait for you forever.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“Seven smirked as he walked back over to me. "I gave you catharsis last night. Twice.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“Whatever you need to call yourself to help you sleep at night, that's fine. Just as long as you know you're sleeping next to me.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“I watched the black ocean in his eyes and saw this flash behind them and understood what he had meant the night before, about the insanity that had gripped him. He was not so far gone as to be lost, but he was close, and I knew it had come from me turning my back on him as I had started to flee. Whether I wanted to or not, I anchored him to this world, and I was the only thing he'd known, maybe for his whole life. He had watched me, yes, he had stalked me, oh yes, but it had driven him to the edge. I inhaled sharply at the wildness I saw in him, the despair that was threatening to rise.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“It’s funny, really: the older you get, the more you know about the world. The synapses in your brain fire at a higher level and quicker function, your knowledge expands. But you lose part of yourself, that part able to imagine great armies that wait for nothing more than your command; the dragon that hides under your bed that only you can see, its long emerald tail flashing in the darkness; the ghost that lives in your attic that only moans at 3:23 in the morning. When you lose that innocence, the world’s hues become dark and muted, and you know that dragons aren’t real. There is no army. There is no ghost in the attic. But when you’re nine? When you’re nine, it’s all probable, it’s all realistic, and even more so, it’s all true.”
― TJ Klune, Burn

“Because I can tell. He looks like your type too.”
“Is he hot?”
“I wouldn’t fuck him,” Jase confided.
“Well, at least we know he doesn’t have boobs, then.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“And if there is one last thing I would have you know before we reach these final pages, it's that sometimes, no matter how hard we try, no matter how hard we want it to be so, sometimes there is no such a thing as happy ending.

This is my ending. This is how i burn.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“You don’t ever doubt me again,” he said hoarsely before his mouth grazed my nipples, first the left and then the right. His scruffy beard scraped the skin beneath raw as he went back and forth. “I will fucking kill you if you ever doubt me again!” he snarled.

My eyes rolled back into their sockets at the weight of his words, the desperation in his voice matching the desperation in my movements. I moaned as he bit my nipple harder, almost chewing it between his teeth. I was trapped underneath him, and even though I knew I could push him away, I also knew I wouldn’t.

“You answer me when I’m talking to you! ” he roared.

“I won’t,” I breathed, my hands in his short hair. “Oh, God, I won’t.”

“You won’t what! ”

“I will never doubt you again!”

“You’re damn right you won’t.”
― TJ Klune, Burn

“Then it was just the two of us. Me and Captain Hetero of the Straight Brigade.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“Felix,” he whispered. “Oh, little man. Oh, Felix. That fire… the fire is
beautiful.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“Es cor meum,' he murmured, his eyes dancing over my face.

Though I'd never heard the phrase, I responded: 'Ut tu meus.' As you are mine.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“I’m not jealous,” he said jealously.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“More Latin?” I was going to need a fucking guidebook to keep track of a language I thought was as dead as my mother.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“If I’d known having a gay best friend meant I had to go to clubs with names
like Liquid and Bulge and Cockhole, I would’ve had second thoughts about this
whole thing.”
“Liar. I get you more play than you would ever get on your own. Women just
love you for having a gay best friend. It makes them think you’re sensitive. And
there’s no bar called Cockhole. I would know if there was.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“I rolled my eyes as the elevator door opened. 'I was thinking more along the lines of Tick and Tock. You know they won't--'

'Holy shit, boss! Did you beat him up with your mouth?' Tick exclaimed loudly as he stood from his perch near the elevator doors.

'--keep their mouths shut,' I muttered.

'Jesus,' Tock whispered. 'Gay sex is hardcore.' He jumped up and stood next to me, not knowing what personal space meant. 'I think he was trying to eat you,' he told me.

'Or something,' I agreed.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“Me and Seven, I thought as I arched my back. Me and Seven, that’s all there is. That’s all there needs to be. He kissed me sweetly as his hips rolled forward, and his breath became fire in my mouth.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“Then it hit me and I grinned at him. “You want to suck my dick!”

His face grew redder. “You don’t have to say it like that,” he grumbled.

I almost felt contrite. “I’m sorry. How about you want to make love to my member with your oral cavity? Or how about you want to fellate me until I let loose my love juice? Is that better?”
― TJ Klune, Burn

“Felix’s beauty devastates him, annihilates every fiber of his being, and the voices shout in his head, they sing to him until he thinks his head will split.”
― TJ Klune, Burn

“I struggled not to laugh at the brand-new bottle of lube in his left hand and the unopened box of condoms in his right. He watched me, his expression dark.

“Just buy those?” I asked lightly.

He nodded once.

“Had it all worked out in your mind, did you?”

He nodded again.

“Have you ever fucked a man, Seven?”

He shook his head, his right hand squishing the box of condoms as he tightened his grip.

“And… this is what you want?” I looked at his face then, watching for any signs of doubt. There were none as he nodded again.

I opened my arms. “Come here,” I said softly.”
― TJ Klune, Burn

“This is your home.” He reached up his other hand and gripped my face, pressing down hard against my cheeks.

I nodded.

“Say it!”

“I won’t run,” I whispered as I watched an angry tear trickling from his eye. I leaned forward and licked it away.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“He stared up at me, and even as the house fell apart around us, even as drops of fire rained down from the sky, his hand raised and brushed a lock of hair out of my face, and I felt his stomach rise as he breathed in deeply.

“You,” he whispered. “You’re a boy?” His hands cupped my face, and a tear streaked down my cheek onto his fingers.
“I dreamt of you but… but I never thought…”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“This next is my grandest sorrow, this grief I brought my own to carry, the weight of which threatened to crush all I had.

It’s followed, fittingly enough, by him. While I was at my darkest, he came for me.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“I wonder now, with everything said and done, if things would have been different had I remembered what the Tree had told me. Would I have made the same decisions, the same mistakes? Where would I be, had I remembered? Had I listened? I have learned in my short time here on this world that we as humans are all capable of a great many things, our minds able to process so much. Too much, really.

But our greatest curse, our greatest folly, if you will, is our ability of hindsight.

Of regret.

Oh, Seven. How I wish I would have known.”
― TJ Klune, Burn

“The world is on fire, I thought wildly. See it burn and oh, my God, it burns for us.”
― TJ Klune, Burn

“A travesty of epic proportions,” Tock agreed. “How much you wanna bet they couldn’t even turn the computer on?”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“We crashed and collided in ways I didn’t think were possible between two people. If I wasn’t careful, I was going to be in over my head before I realized what was happening.”
― TJ Klune, Burn

“Normal Seven went to Heaven where he immediately
tripped and fell! God said, ‘Gee you’re too Normal for me’ and sent him straight to
hell!”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“You should have just gone with the crazy guy in the bar, the voice said.
No shit. Any ideas?
Yeah: don’t die.
Thanks.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“It was just me and him, there in that place where tragedy had happened, where I thought my life had ended. But somehow, he made it seem like a home again.

Somehow, he gave it back to me.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn

“After what happened to the Toyota, Seven says you aren't allowed to drive a vehicle again worth more than fifteen grand.'

'What!' the Clock Twins said, sounding shocked.

'Billy! How are we supposed to pick up chicks in a crapmobile?' Tock groaned.”
― T.J. Klune, Burn