Here’s the game: Grab the book nearest you right now. • Turn to page 56. • Find the fifth sentence. • Reblog with that sentence. • Don’t dig for your favorite book, the coolest, the most intellectual. Use the CLOSEST book. DO IT!!
The owl was Billy’s optometer in his office in Ilium. - Slaughterhouse Fivesbbs:
Helgi of Torfhvalastadir is a ruddy, red-haired man with a large honest face and a powerful gleam in his glasses; he came toward me with a sunny smile straight from outer space and said in a thin silky voice through the smile: I have always had a weakness for buying big horses.
“That’ll wear off. Tomas, you take Leela out the back way.” He pointed to the hole in the wall.
“The old man turned on the pillow, murmuring something soft with relief, but Lestat was already gone.”
“It was parked in front of his house, keys inside.” fuck yeah, dead to the world! bitches don’t know about my charlaine harris novels