99 Quotes About Haha

I wonder why the Ramsay estate is so unproductive?” Amelia mused as the carriage traveled alongside lush pastures. “The land in Hampshire is so fertile, one almost has to try not to grow something here.” “But our land is cursed, isn’t it?” Poppy asked with mild concern. “No,” Amelia replied, “not the estate itself. Just the titleholder. Which would be Leo.” “Oh.” Poppy relaxed. “That’s fine, then.

Live because it is heaven on earth.

God help anyone who stands in your way. You do like to manage other people’s lives, don’t you?” “Only when it’s obvious I can do a better job of it than they can. What are you smiling at?” Rohan stopped, obliging her to turn to face him. “You. You make me want to—” He stopped as if thinking better of what he’d been about to say. But the trace of amusement lingered on his lips.

Braden clenched his teeth, but as Sin stepped out of the shadows and into the bright circle of moonlight, he forgot his anger in another wave of laughter. Maggie looked at him with a frown. Braden couldn't speak, all he could do was motion to Sin's legs, which were almost gleaming white beneath his plaid. 'Do you want to die?' Sin asked nonchalantly. 'Nay,' Braden choked. 'But have you seen your legs, man?'"-Sin & Braden

Ruin your fucking self before they do. Otherwise they'll screw you because you're a nobody. They'll keep you alive but you'll have to crawl and say "thank-you" for every bone they throw. You might as well stay drunk or shoot junk and be a crazy fucker. If the rich guys want to play with you, make them get their hands dirty. Send them away gagging, or sobbing if they're soft-hearted. You'll be left alone if you're frightening, and dead you're free!

Let's stay!" Ivy shouted."Oh no you don't," I said, grabbing her arm. "You called me to come get you.""I changed my mind." She pouted."Too bad," I said and started pulling her away. She dug in her heels.I sighed. "I have cookies in the car," I lied.Her face brightened.Drunk girls were idiots.

Wait," I said. He glanced at me again.I held up the severely wrinkled paper. "I'm your tutor." The doubt in his eyes kind of made me mad. Did he think I wasn't smart enough to tutor him?"See," I demanded, shoving the paper in the space between us.The half-smile thing he did resurfaced, and he took the paper out of my grasp. "What'd this paper ever do to you?" he said, taking in its crumpled appearance.I scowled. For starters, it was forcing me to talk to him. -Rimmel & Romeo

Romeo was late. Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo... I snorted. It was so loud it startled a girl at a nearby table.- Rimmel

Slowly, he pulled back and set me carefully on the ground, his forehead touched mine, and he looked at me. "That the girl who said something to you last semester?""How'd you know?""Thought I was gonna have to restrain ya." He smiled. "You were about to throw down.""I probably would have embarrassed myself," I confided. I moved so our noses touched as well as our foreheads."I'd have bet money on you." He pressed a quick kiss to my lips before bending down to the mess I made on the sidewalk.