That August, Elodie Selkirk became the latest lady in Paris to order a coin-operated boy.

You have to love what you do, to give your best.

Paris c’est comme une histoire d’amour, on se souvient seulement des beaux jours. (Paris is like a love story, you only remember the sunny days.)

He shivered beneath her touch, and his jaw clenched. It pleased her. Her longing rose to the surface, and an unfamiliar emotion overcame her. It swam beneath her skin, lighting little flickers of recognition. It...

This is a love story, Michael Deane says. But, really, what isn’t? Doesn’t the detective love the mystery, or the chase, or the nosy female reporter, who is even now being held against her wishes...

I had wanted to hate you that day. Believe me, I had. And then suddenly, staring at me incredulously, your extra half-tooth had blurted out aloud, ‘You get dimples on both cheeks!’ your immaculate lisp...

For you, anything.

He doesn’t teach you what to think, he teaches you how to think

It’s me being me making you be you…

Our connection was like a hidden force pulling us towards one another, and resisting it took a strength that I didn’t know I could keep up for much longer.

When he comes back, I’m sticking to him like moss to a stone. You’re going to have to cut me off with a knife to get us separated.

This is me, asking a risk-taker like you to trust me. To let me love you until I take my last breath. These were my last solo flights. From now on I want to wing...

.. any Dom who doesn’t promote open communication is not developing a healthy relationship.

It should never be your job to pick up the pieces of a broken man or to housebreak one. There are far better things you can do with your time.

Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus. Where are Angels like you are from?

Tell me why it feels like you’re a part of my soul?

We talked about all the decades to come and how they would never be enough.

I remember when your name was just another name that rolled without thought off my tongue.Now, I can’t look at your name without an abundance of sentiment attached to each lettter.Your name, which I played...

I desire you so much that I believe I might lose my reason. My body yearns for yours, and I crumble every single time you touch me. I’ve tried to be stronger but the memory...

As in most fairy tales, there’s a prince and a princess, dragons and some magic, and the feeling it gives you that anything is possible if we could stay this way forever.

I know you deserve better than me. You think I don’t know that? But if there was any woman made for me … it’s you.

Jangan habiskan waktumu dengan mencintai orang yang tidak melihat masa depannya sama kamu.

What kind of a day was it? A day like all others, that alters and illuminates our times. And you were there.

Fall in love, manifest your true soul.

It was strange, this toxic little vein, strange to stand above it, looking down at night, in a dangerous neighborhood, as if they were in love and entitled to such adventures.

Maybe we knew each other in another life. Or maybe we were just meant to find each other in this one.

I know but I couldn’t figure out how else to get your attention.” I shrug.

one life.one feeling is enough to give everything . there less chance to meet you closely or see you as mine.I know -less chance is there to filled up my empty hug ,or a return...

There is a little Juliet inside me, hoping I will lock eyes with my Romeo on the other side of a fish tank or through a gap in a library bookcase. Hell, even if it’s...

—,Qué tanto me miras? — pregunto con timidez.Podía haberle dicho cualquier cosa, podía haberle dicho que me gustaba su peinado, o que me agradaban loa aretes que traía puestos, pero mi boca se desconectó de...

Life is a beautiful journey, full of joy and painYou never know when it will end, don’t let a moment pass in vain…In the whole ruckus of life, nothing had I gained,I just wanted freedom,...

As plain Jane, she had far more to risk than Lady Mystère did. Behind her mask she could be the mistress of his darkest desires, but without it there were consequences to her deception. It...

You remember?’ he said incredulously. ‘What could you possibly remember?’ he asked, staring at her, waiting for the answer.The beauty from within her soul shined brightly through her loving eyes as she looked deep into...

Danni was his reward for all the bullshit he’d gone through, the torture, the anger,hatred and the bitter loneliness. She was going to be the band-aid for his torturedsoul.

Charlee has my arm. She has my arm—my arm that’s rigid from pleasure, from her touch—in her little fingers. She holds my other one, too and she’s right there, that sweet candy perfume stripping the...

For she had eyes and chose me.

For if you try to forget yourself, force your heart and thoughts to become indifferent to the sight before you and take share of that entity which seems like one of the courses of the...

The Earth must have done some noble work; that is why you were born here and not in the ocean among the fishes and not in the sky among the birds.

Only LEFT and RIGHT hand can hold each other and walk together…Only RIGHTs are enough to say bye.Nobody is perfect in the world, if you Love the perfection of his/her imperfections then LOVE exists.

We are like guests on this Earth, either we get to be nice or we get to be bad

Love is a two-way game, you cannot truly love one who does not love you, and neither can you force them to love you, better look past the hurtful deeds and search for the one...

I wish that I could fly into the sky and touch the clouds with my hands.

You break me the hardest, make me the strongest, and keep me the softest.

If she would just let herself go I would be there to catch her if she fell but she wasn’t ready to take that step yet.”Ethan Sterling in Private Emotions

…Where we got to know eachother. Not just with words, it was how we observed eachother’s movements. The way your smile only effected the lower half of your face. How our hands moved when they...

That’s number one on my list of unenlightened organs. It believes anything it hears. It’s screwed up in some way.

A Quote from Monty’s journal in GOD MUST BE WEEPING. “I felt as anonymous as a grain of sand.

Just remember, all you have to do is say otherwise.

I’m comming to You.You are blazing.I’m giving You a rose.It embalms sweet.I’m givin a kiss…I melt of You.I melt and flow with You.Like an ice in a spring river.I melt and stay. Sun will vaporise...

The words we construct, the poems we write and the songs we sing, become the love story of a stranger we have never seen.