He Quotes

“Oh, he did look like a deity – the perfect balance of danger and charm, he was at the same time fascinating and inaccessible, distant because of his demonstrated flawlessness, and possessing such strength of character that he was dismaying and at the same time utterly attractive in an enticing and forbidden way.”
― Simona Panova, Nightmarish Sacrifice

“I think i should get love inked on my skin.
Maybe that's the only way i am destined to keep it.”
― Anjum Choudhary

“She fell into his arms like the rainfall over an ocean.”
― Akshay Vasu

“He didn't lie
he just gave her false hopes~”
― Tanya Gambhir

“NO"
made him angry
but set her free.”
― Natasha Jain

“She sauntered in the August rain
With an endless rhythm of pain,
With a desire to run
To reach his arms that warmed her,
Like sweet summer's sun!”
― Natasha Jain

“He who is satisfied with what he has, is a rich man.”
― Nabil N. Jamal

“He seemed to bring a sense of infinite possibility with him wherever he went.”
― Cassandra Clare, Lady Midnight

“For her, I was a Chapter.
For me, She was the Book...”
― Nitya Prakash

“A rose shines brighter alone than when it’s in a field.”
― Rina Kent, Tempted by Deception

“I finally had broken free. Then, after that point, like the butterfly had done, I transformed into something beautiful and free.”
― S.T. Jones, He Went That Way

“Timaset didn’t need a ship – especially not a flying museum piece! And as far as he knew, a dodgy plasma injector could drop you smack into a wormhole ending somewhere on the other side of the universe with no way back. Well, he could always sell the damn thing. Couldn’t he? He could use the money. Damn, he could always use the money! Maybe the crew would want to buy it over from him?”
― Christina Engela, Loderunner

“Ex ‘Fleet man?”
“He was a full Commander, last I heard, sir.”
“Interesting.” Falconer commented. “Get me his specs. If I have to take him aboard my ship, I want to know all about him.”
She swallowed. “Yes sir.”
Falconer returned his attention to Nordyke.
“What’s their location?”
“They’re about a week outside the Hermes system, Captain.”
“Helm, set a course – best possible speed!”
“Um – sir, we’re on conversion drive at the moment.” The helmsman reported.
“I know, Linson – d’you think I’m senile?”
“No, sir – I…” The young helmsman stammered.
“I did say ‘best possible speed’, didn’t I?”
“Yes, sir.”
― Christina Engela, Blachart

“What's the deal? Why can't he look
into my eyes when I have words
of appreciation lined up for him.
Has he simply forgotten
how he feels?
all his emotions plunged into oblivion.
or he is so full to talk about it.
He won't confide in me
which I understand is his choice.
I really wish to but
I can barely get under his skin.But what I know about him is
he feels very sad and
he has honest eyes.
And every broken heart should
have a place in this world.

He has a place in my heart~”
― Tanya Gambhir

“His soul was swimming in the maelstrom to keep her swim in the peaceful end!" ~ AB”
― Ashish Bhardwaj

“The weapon he held in his sweaty grip was one of a small consignment of prototypes received at the last port of call. The experts said it was the most powerful hand weapon in the known universe. He choked. That would soon be put to the test!”
― Christina Engela, Demonspawn

“She's too naked in his head to care to cover up her weaknesses before him.”
― Nitya Prakash

“He loved her in every way he could think of, but none of those were the ways she expected the love to be.”
― Akshay Vasu, The Musings of Light and Darkness: Collection of words for the wandering souls

“There's magic in her bones. How can a witchcraft taste so holy at midnight!”
― Malak El Siblani, The Devastating End Of Childhood: Because I’m a Girl

“As a panting Tracy Ferris scrambled into the life-pod, this thought was precisely what was running through her already agitated mind. From the very beginning of their association, she’d had a bad feeling about Brandon Carver. Something about that guy just never seemed to fit. Sure, he was good looking – but so were many of the other out of work space bums hitch-hiking from place to place she’d also had the misfortune to meet.”
― Christina Engela, Prodigal Sun

“He looked at the viewscreen and couldn’t believe it. If the other ship were any closer, then it would’ve been up his nose! There was an urgent scuttling as the bridge crew scrambled back into their respective seats.”
― Christina Engela, Space Sucks!

“Moments later, Sona Kilroy, heading for the open doorway, stepped over the sergeant’s body. With an old auto-rifle in his left hand and his favorite sword in the other, and the sharp melodic din of bolts and bullets ringing in his ears, ‘the Hammer’ grinned an evil grin to himself, well pleased. He wished he could’ve seen the look on the face of Indomitable’s captain when he realized the tables had just been turned on him! The thought amused him. It was bloody hilarious. He cackled, reveling in this complete reversal of fortune. Then he stalked onward with conviction, a grim smile on his lips – intent on taking the ship for himself.

* * *”
― Christina Engela, Dead Beckoning

“Joe!” he groaned, attempting to speak clearly. “Joe! Good ol’ Joe!”
“Captain, you’re drunk!” Lofflin said, stating the obvious while trying to keep his voice level. Blaine grinned at him lopsidedly and giggled, almost choking. He slapped the table, knocking his empty glass over.
“Ye-ss, I am! Don’t ssup-pose you – think I co-uld ssit here an’ calmly wait t’die – dýou? Weee-ll, not ssob-er anyway. Ha ha ha.”
Disgust and hopelessness were swelling inside him. He felt like punching that drunken face till it was either sober or unconscious.
“Damn it, Captain! We need you – the crew needs you! You’re turning your back on them – in our most desperate time!”
― Christina Engela, Demonspawn

“An idea was forming in his mind. It was only rudimentary, but in the circumstances, it could be called a plan. He loathed the alien for attacking them, without any provocation. He hated the way it was smashing up his ship – and all of them – with hardly any effort or regard for life at all.
“How’s that message coming?”
“Umm – they must be jamming us, sir – I can’t get through.”
― Christina Engela, Space Sucks!

“...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO... . he isn't like this writer or actor or comedian... - YOU FUCKING LIAR.”
― Deyth Banger, Notes Of A Dead Man Sequel

“Mykl d’Angelo groaned where he sat slumped in his chair. The irritating noise was unsettling his pet dog lying on his lap. The wickerwork garden chair creaked pleasantly under him and some native Earth birds made pleasant sounds above while the cool wind wafted over him as he lazily …”
― Christina Engela, Blachart

“The Doktor was an old man. When he was a kid, his Dad bought him a chemistry set. He never played with silly putty like the other kids. The first time he lost his eyebrows he was only five.”
― Christina Engela, Innocent Minds

“Okay... okay?
Nothing witty about
Seinfield he sucks!”
― Deyth Banger, Yup, Please Hate YourSelf

“The wind is a silent dance you have to learn winding is sometimes better than reacting or acting ~”
― Patricio Telman Chincocolo

“Sketchbooks are fascinating; they are a window into an artist's or designer's mind, revealing their unique way of looking at or thinking about the world. However, the sketchbook has become a much fetishised object featured in countless books, blog's and social-media accounts showcasing stylised and curated examples that few can emulate. It is no wonder that at some point on the Foundation course every student articulates anxiety or frustration over their own sketchbook: it's too big, too small, too messy, too contrived, I can't draw, what's it for?
So why do we work with a sketchbook and what is it really for?”
― Lucy Alexander, The Central Saint Martins Guide to Art & Design: Key lessons from the world-renowned Foundation course