I needed him like I needed air to breathe.

Joys circular fulfillment was so persistent, when I was weak it gave me strength.

…so many ticks steadily around the clock. My heart beats ferociously, as if to say it will not digest this leaving. But you are gone. I could never look into your tormenting eyes again. You...

Then an odd thing happened. Britney put her finger on the ridge of the painted glass and rubbed it. It made a perfect noise. The kind of noise that goes on and on as a...

As we get older, it matters less where you are and more who you’re with.

When you’re angry, use your anger to build a fortress of forgiveness

I’d ruin any day, all my days, for those long nights with you. And I did. But that right there was why it was doomed.

If you keep torturing me like this …’ Robert said.‘What will happen?’‘You don’t know?

W-who is it?”-from Mistress of Purity

the promises i won’t make,to be perfect, not to judge you and to never have doubt. But the promise that i will make is to never dominate,always trust and to all end love.

I found a bra in a bar. Guess when? Anagram Night! It’s the one day of the year that’s truly for lovers. It’s also for a solver.

Please spend the night with me.

I will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a cloud loves bats and as a range loves braes. I will love you as misfortune loves...

My pulses quicken. The thunderous sound of my heart beating fills my eardrums. I’m jealous of a dead girl. Why? Because I think I’m in love with her boyfriend.

A half-open window.Morning-fresh air carriescurious sunlight into a bedroom.Flecks of dust shimmer yellow-gold.Four feet, entwined under white sheets.Joni’s Blue, on the player.Delicate curtains slow-danceto Sunday’s tune.Laughter.Talk of: what for breakfast?Anything. Anything at all.

She gave her husband such a night of sexual pleasure that his eyes followed her constantly after that, narrow and hot. He grew molten when she passed near other men, and at night they made...

Everyone is asleep. They’ve all been asleep for years. You seemed … awake.’ Alex is whispering now. He closes his eyes, opens them again.’I’m tired of sleeping.

Don’t worry if people think you’re crazy. You are crazy. You have that kind of intoxicating insanity that lets other people dream outside of the lines and become who they’re destined to be.

You haunt my days and dreams.

She couldn’t turn away from the eyes that held her. Eyes as deep, as Dark as the night, yet there was something that sparked with warmth, that kept those eyes from being cold.

This dangerous girl. This captivating beauty.This destroyer of worlds and creator of wonder.

I waitwith silent passionfor one gestureone glancefrom you

No need to claim ownership if he is true and loyal to you. If he is not true, do not claim him.

There’s no one to mourn for a life that love stole.

But part of him wanted to say: Forget the world. He didn’t want to be without her.

And among many understandings and misunderstandings, Lany and Antony once again were victims of an illusory love…

My mind may be in gutter, Abigail, but at least I’m looking at an angel!

Chaos within destiny. It was the definition of our love.

From forth the fatal loins of these two foes A pair of star-crossed lovers take their life,Whose misadventured piteous overthrows Doth with their death bury their parents’ strife. . . . O, I am fortune’s...

Cocky little king. You assume you’re the only one that gives me satisfaction?”His smile widens as he lifts one of my arms and kisses the sensitive skin of my wrist. “If there is something in...

Now come the whispersbearing bouquets of moonbeamsand sunlight tremblings.

Yes, Rose. Love is a wonderful feeling!

The words we read and words we write never say exactly what we mean. The people we love are never just as we desire them. The two symbola never perfectly match. Eros is in between.

All knots that lovers tieAre tied to sever.Here shall your sweetheart lie,Untrue for ever.

You know, we can quote the written Word all day to our friends, but nothing will touch them like our own hunger and love for the Word himself. It is not dutiful love that attracts...

You’re not like other girls, you know that, right?’ Ed asks.‘I’ve been aware of the problem,’ I tell him.

Perfume counters in department stores, Holly Deblin smells of, the middle of July, and cinnamon Tic Tacs.

Perfect bliss, from just the thought of you next to me.

Your love should never be offered to the mouth of a Stranger / Only to someone who has the valor and daring to cut pieces of their soul off with a knife / Then weave...

He spent the next hours watching her sleep, taking in every detail of her face, of her body. The way the soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows on her cheeks. The way her...

But magic must hurry on, and the lovers remain…

Giovanni had awakened an itch, had released a gnaw in me. I realized it one afternoon, when I was taking him to work via the Boulevard Montparnasse. We had bought a kilo of cherries and...

The November evening had a bite; it nibbled not-quite-gently at her cheeks and ears. In Virginia the late autumn was a lover, still, but a dangerous one.

It was a good day to die.I was in love. The house was clean

Nights without work I spent with whisky and books.

I have tried to let you go and I cannot. I cannot stop thinking of you. I cannot stop dreaming about you.

You’re going to listen to me, and for once you’re going to hear what I say and not read between lines that aren’t there.

Lovers are always together in heart, mind and soul.

Reciprocation was a pretty powerful stimulant to the imagination.

His presence was stirring heat in all the wrong places and for all the wrong reasons.