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Science has given us a great lie. It is this lie that ends the current age of faith in God.
I was dazed. I was amazed and dazed and frazzled and bedazzled. And bewitched. This was the worst. And the best.
Love was like a loaded gun. You slid your bullet inside the cold metal chamber as a safeguard for the inevitable day that everything went to shit. At the first sign of trouble, you blew your opponent to pieces, long before their finger found the trigger.
Hey.” Erik was now eye level with Cara’s breasts and thoroughly enjoying the view. Maybe he should try and strike up a conversation. “Come here often?” “Are you talking to my breasts again?” Cara huffed in exasperation. “Oh… do that again, the huffing thing.” Cara grabbed a fistful of the hair on his clearly undamaged head and yanked so Erik was forced to sit up and make actual eye contact with her. “I can’t tell if you’re brain damaged or if you’ve always been like this.
And this, my friends, is how love f*cks up your life.
Can I keep you, Avery Connor? Will you be mine?
most of the times it’s the hardest to say what I love more you or your memory.
Ten years ago, I attended a community meeting for an oil pipeline proposal PE was ramming through the environmental impact process in eastern Washington. I sat in the front row as you defended PE’s plan to destroy an important Traditional Cultural Property to build a pipeline that would bisect the state from the Canadian border to the Columbia River. You had no respect for the sovereignty of tribes over the land. Your plan lacked even basic environmental protection for air and water, but you defended it because you didn’t give a fuck about air Indians breathe or water Indians drink.
Am I sounding creepy? Love is sort of creepy. When you fall in love, you presuppose all sorts of things about the person. You superimpose all kinds of ideals and fantasies on them. You create all manner of unrealistic, untenable, unsatisfiable criteria for that person, automatically guaranteeing their failure and your heartbreak. And what do we call it? Romance. Now that’s creepy.
Elizabeth, this one last task you will enter in a moment, will determine your fate and who you are. You are eighteen now and with the blood of past generations running through your veins, this will destine who you really are and where you belong.
— Comment oses-tu travailler dans mon entreprise ? Après tout ce que tu as fait, jamais tu n’aurais dû oser ne serait-ce que franchir le seuil de Pearl. Tu aurais dû mettre tout en œuvre pour ne plus jamais réapparaître devant moi.
Mengapa sih Tuhan itu menciptakan dua kaki untuk berjalan. dua tangan untuk meraba, dua telingan untuk mendengar, dua lubang hidup untuk menghirup serta mengeluarkan udara, dua mata untuk melihat. Tapi mengapa Tuhan hanya menciptakan kepada kita satu hati? Karena Tuhan menciptakan satu hati lagi pada seseorang kekasih kita. Itulah yang dinamakan dengan cinta.
You can never say ‘I love you’ enough, and the people you love can never hear it too much. Say it warmly, say it often.
You’re mad,” he said in a low voice, “if you think I would leave you now. I’ll see you safe and well no matter what it takes.
Shannon A. Thompson
I knew nothing of death, and, for some unexplainable reason, I was beginning to feel guilty for that. -Jessica
This girl is magic. She's wild incantations. She's that spark that lit me back to life and I'm burning for her.
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I’m tickling a traced pattern over her bare hip. She’s pretending to sleep. Her smile is an idiot. A bad secret keeper.
The relationship you take for granted is the one that needs the greatest work.
I’d kill for you, Tess. I have killed for you. Don’t undermine me by fearing others. Fear me. Let me rule you!
You’re slightly evil, you know that?” “I do.” She couldn’t help the impish smile that matched his own. His brows raised in surprise. “You’re proud of it?” “I am.
I do want you, Karlie. More than I should.
Mariel shook her head. “No, it’s just . . . Every time I think I’ve figured you out, you do something unexpected.” Eris laughed. “Good luck with that,” she said. “Even I haven’t figured me out, and I’ve been trying for eighteen years.
I loved you and the next day I saw a rainbow.
Elle murmura son nom avec la circonspection d'un enfant qui s'essaie à des sons distincts. Lorsqu'il énonça le sien en réponse, on aurait dit un mot nouveau - les syllabes restaient les mêmes, le sens était différent. Enfin, il prononça ces trois mots simples que nul art médiocre, nulle mauvaise foi ne réussiront jamais à déprécier tout à fait. Elle les répéta, avec exactement la même légère insistance sur le dernier mot, comme si elle était la première à les dire...
Sweet, yet maddening, Kate yearned to take control and deepen the kiss, but he broke off every time she tried before catching her lower lip between his teeth as if to punish her. Their sharp edges sank into her swollen flesh without breaking the surface, his tongue immediately soothing any pain. The all-conquering, take-no-prisoners warrior had arrived.
Would you still read me when I become a blank page.
Love Rocks The De La Cruz's World
Love, is there even a true description other than knowing your heart will cease to beat without that certain someone in your life? -Rusty Blackwood
Gretchen," Clint said, his voice full of the same luscious agony Gretchen felt building inside of her. "I'm going to kiss you." He was giving her one last chance to back out, to push him away. That was not going to happen. Her mouth twisted with amusement. "Not if I kiss you first.
Look at you Infidelity”, shaking his head in frustration. “I’m not sure if your choice of drug is passion, the thrill of the affair or the man himself, but there is a void you are trying to have us fulfill in your life and you are hooked! The secrets, the lies, the lame attempts to quit sleeping around…the isolation; don’t you get it? YOU LOVE INFIDELITY!" - Loving Infidelity
Each step I take toward him is one more step closer to home.
This is good,” he told her. She gave him a slow blink. “You like wine?” “Doesn’t everyone?” “You strike me as a beer-from-the-can kind of guy.” “I am.”
Bran and I are two loose ends who found a way to tie ourselves together.
Soul mates recognise one another's vibration. They instantly fuse to the life force that surrounds their core of being.
You are the sun, I try to say, You are the most important. You are the only light that's ever truly pierced my armor. You are the happiness and the spark and the one girl who never ran, who never cowered, who saw through my facade. I will never meet another girl like you, I will never want anyone as much as I want you. I don't deserve you.
The world is only as small as your mind makes it.
His hope wasn't lost, it was buried, and somehow Prudence Ryland made that old grave seem much more shallow than it once was.
Mi corazón latía de prisa. El latido debió sentirse en mis mano, porque ella la levantó y la llevó a su pecho y allí sentí la fuerza de su corazón...
Do you think he'll be alright?"she said, looking at the injured stallion... He felt comforted that she'd chosen to sit out here with him in the cold stables... When he was younger he thought he'd known what it was to feel passion. But what he was experiencing now, sitting close to her on a hale bay, there was simply no comparison.
I've never watched The Notebook either. Not big on romance flicks," I admitted, opening the huge cartons. "Really? I thought every girl has seen that movie and can quote it at a drop of a hat.
And you haven’t got a ‘pause’ button, have you? You are just uncontrollable!
It wasn’t her first kiss, but it was the first one that mattered.
Whatever befalls us, we will endure it together. I clutch my longbow and dagger close to my side. My last thoughts linger on my husband and my boy. I will not let harm come to either of them.
I want you to be happy and for me to be part of that happiness.
I fight to keep my fingers from trembling. I have a sudden urge to lick him. That’s not part of the plan. Maybe I can take a bit of a detour, taste what’s on display, even though I probably shouldn’t. Going against the plan is never advisable. But maybe just a little peck – it’s harmless, right? I lean in, and my lips connect with his skin. The reasonable part of my brain reminds me, Not a good idea. The other needy and somewhat desperate parts counter with, Oh god. Best. Idea. Ever.
Identity was partly heritage, partly upbringing, but mostly the choices you make in life.” Patricia Briggs.
P. J. Parker
Rainbow Cloud strode forward like a hunting cat with the same strength of height and broad shoulders, the same rolling gait as First Light’s father. They were indeed the same man, split in two at birth, so the family might be rewarded by twice the skill in hunting each brother possessed.
He took in the bubbles covering her and smiled. "I think that's enough." "Enough?" "To get me clean." Taking one step forward, he slipped and slided up and down the length of her body.
Nadya Zelenin and her mother had returned from a performance of Eugene Onegin at the theatre. Going into her room, the girl swiftly threw off her dress and let her hair down. Then she quickly sat at the table in her petticoat and white bodice to write a letter like Tatyana's. 'I love you,' she wrote, 'but you don't love me, you don't love me!' Having written this, she laughed. She was only sixteen and had never loved anyone yet. She knew that Gorny (an army officer) and Gruzdyov (a student) were both in love with her, but now, after the opera, she wanted to doubt their love. To be unloved and miserable: what an attractive idea! There was something beautiful, touching and romantic about A loving B when B wasn't interested in A. Onegin was attractive in not loving at all, while Tatyana was enchanting because she loved greatly. Had they loved equally and been happy they might have seemed boring. ("After The Theatre")