On: Czekać. Czy to to samo, co tęsknić?Ona: Nie. Dla mnie nie. Przy czekaniu nie budzę się o 5 rano, rezygnując z najlepszych snów. Nie przychodzę także z tego powodu już przed 7 do biura....

Julie le ha dicho a Faye que cree que los amantes pasan por tres fases distintas cuando empiezan a conocerse bien. Primero intercambian anécdotas y gustos. Después se cuentan las cosas en que creen. Y...

If you ever want something badly, let it go. If it comes back to you, then its yours forever. If it doesnt, then it was never yours to begin with.

It’s impossible to compare two bands. It would be like comparing two lovers.

And I was quite happy there, too.

I really want you,” I’m not sure we would have gone quite as far as we did. But I loved the notion that the night was mine to spend, and I immediately decided to spend...

My words did not seem to reach her. Or, if they did, she was unable to grasp their meaning.

In the beginning Dave and Marlene’s relationship had been fantastic. The sex was amazing. There were other good things too of course, but Dave couldn’t always remember exactly what they were. But the sex had...

With even the slightest upset, detachment soon followed. I didn’t lose sleep over men, and I was too restless to be tied down. The grass didn’t even have time to grow around my feet before...

Phaedra looked across the water and her eyes met Lucian’s. Their needs came second. It came from the privilege of being trusted.But that doesn’t mean I love you less.

I turned to him and he reached for my hand. It would have been easier to walk away. But the wind still blew around us and the house still stood.

I had tried to express myself, but couldn’t do that because I was afraid that it will hurt someone. I never knew that not expressing myself hurt myself.

…But it is also told that Niuka forgot to fill two tiny crevices in the blue firmament. Thus began the dualism of love–two souls rolling through space and never at rest until they join together...

It was only when we were in that bed, high above the world – then I thought the birds could have been circling around our bodies circled around each other – that we made our...

Everything and everyone has a place to be, Echo. It’s just a matter of how they get there and when. You have a place; you just have to find it.

I love him in ways that I can’t explain to other people. They don’t understand… it’s not their fault.

One good thing about lovers is that they don’t take up much room on public transport.

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,...

The world is full of love stories, and all lovers are in a sense the avatars of their predecessors.

They tell me you’re the best and the worst thing to have happened to me, but I do not see how it can be both. For if my death resulted from your presence, an everlasting...

Contained within the breadth of my heart where you belong unto me and I unto you.

I worry about anything happening to you … because I truly love you, every bit of you.

I held Angie Luna in that room for hours, and I remember the different times we made love like epochs in a civilization, each movement and every touch, apex upon abyss. In the luxury of...

when whisperedwhat an exquisitesong, it makes-your name.

Waking up next to you is like when other people get to sleep in and keep dreaming.

How? How will it help to tell you that I see his face every time I close my eyes? That I wake up and cry when he’s not there? That the memories are so strong...

The shrieks were coming from two quite naked girls, who were pursued by a pair of apes snapping at their bottoms. […] So he now raises his double-barrelled Spanish rifle, fires and kills both apes....

But at that moment she had known, with a certainty she would never feel about anything else in her life, that it was right, that she wanted this man in her life. Something inside her...

The last word of love is … goodbye.

I don’t want to break my memories with you.

Oh, how I wish I was a woman—his woman.

Und du?Kommst du manchmal an diesen Ort Und trauerst dem Kuss nach, den wir unsnicht gegeben haben?

Jenny,” he whispered. “My Jenny.

We simply can’t feel fulfilled by love we pay for.

I wore your promise on my finger for one yearI’ll wear your name on my heart til I dieBecause you were my boy, you were my only boy forever.

I imagined/felt their palms sweating, their sweat mingling, mutually fertilized, and dripping to the ground, where it gave birth to a scolopendra, the forked ends of its tail bedecked with the sparkle of drying tears....

She felt a feathery touch on her back and turn to see the man of her pleasures standing with her in the shower. Lost in her own thoughts, he’d managed to sneak in unheard. She...

…There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover’s whisper, irresistible—magic to make the sanest man go mad.

Nunca habíamos estado tan cerca y al mismo tiempo tan lejos.

Seeing her cry still made me feel the same way it did earlier.

We have scholars galore, and kings and emperors, and statesmen and military leaders, and artists in profusion, and inventors, discoverers, explorers – but where are the great lovers? After a moment’s reflection one is back...

I must tell you what you will not ask, though I may wish it unsaid the next moment

I steal cracker packets. I hoard them. Once my collection is large enough, I’ll take them to the flea market and try to sell them to discerning lovers.

You see,” she concluded miserably, “when I can call like that to him across space–I belong to him. He doesn’t love me–he never will–but I belong to him.

Love life, live your best life.

Like most cities, London could be a lonely place…

She had no need to ask why he had come. She knew as certainly as if he had told her that he was here to be where she was.

She would make a man of me. She puts strength and courage into me as no one else can. She is unlike any girl I ever saw; there’s no sentimentality about her; she is wise,...

Best (male-female) friends hardly differ from lovers, but not too many lovers are best friends.It’s just ironical that you are in love and want to spend the rest of your life with someone who is...

Someone who loves you, will act as sibling rather than a lover.