T.J. Klune Quotes

Why? he cried. Why the hell are you doing this? Why do you even care? Is it guilt? Is this your way of getting back at me? Do you really hate me that much? Why the hell are you doing this, Gordo? Now,...

Otter did this! I didn’t do anything wrong. He tricked me! He tricked me and left! Just like I knew he would! I think I hear him call my name, but my ears are pounding too hard to be sure. It sounds l...

If you’re not done in that minute, I will describe in excruciating detail that one time my hoof got stuck in Kevin’s asshole. You understand me? I

When Big Eddie left, I only worried about how it affected me. I didn't worry about the others. I was selfish. Self-centred. I took to the river and let myself float on its waters. I didn't care if I d...

I wanted to kill him.I wanted to fuck him.I wanted him to tear me apart.

Mom! Mom. You have to smell him! It’s like… like… I don’t even know what it’s like! I was walking in the woods to scope out our territory so I could be like Dad and then it was like… whoa. And then he...

I want to put my face on his face. The hornless gay unicorn named Gary said, Um. What did you say? Fifteen-year-old Sam said, Nothing! Nothing. Um. I have to go. Upstairs. To… touch. The walls. The

And Joe. Joe sang the loudest of all.He said, You belong to me.

I googled what to do when your future werewolf mate/boyfriend/best friend courts you and brings you a dead rabbit. First, there was a lot of porn. Then I found a recipe for Maltese rabbit stew. It was...

I try to rub my arms, but I still feel cold.I dress, but nothing I put on fits right.I try and eat, but all the food tastes like sawdust.I turn on the TV, but the lights and noise hurt my head.I pace...

I have so much to say, so of course I say nothing.

This can be our share space. He waved his arms around like he was encompassing the entire area.Our share space, Gus repeated.Yes, Casey said seriously. You can share with me in our share space. It’s a...

I squeeze his hand and give him fifteen words that mean everything. It's okay to sleep now, Dad. I know that one day, we'll be together again.

I squawked attractively. Okay. That was a lie. There is no way to squawk attractively. It was rather unattractive. Arms flailing, legs kicking. It was just awful.

Chris pulled a small notepad from a pocket lining the inside of his jacket. He opened it, putting it on the table before him. He frowned, patting his outside pockets, before pulling out a stubby penci...

Creed looks like Santa barfed Christmas presents in his lap (excited and disturbed all at the same time, natch).

There’s the idolatry I know and avoid.

I said, I have bad dreams too. But then I remember I’m awake and that the bad dreams can’t follow me when I’m awake. And then I feel better.

Things have changed, oh yes. Make no mistake about that. But that’s the funny thing about grief and anger combined; even while buried in newfound happiness, it claws and it whispers. It begs. It howls...

Calling me a freak doesn’t say anything about me, but it says all you need to know about the person hurling it like a grenade.