The greatest of love letters are always coded for the one and not the many.

It’s the kind that makes you thinkabout things that make your head hurt, because not thinking about them is the coward’s way out. The kind that makes you touch people who bruise yoursoul, just because...

I did not matter what distant iron city had raised him. He had been made by Sorry-in-the-Vale, his bones as much a part of it as the valley and the woods. It was as if...

I was beginning to agree with the thesis that some truths were better off dead.And buried.

Mira Levenson. Aged twelve. Looks, long dark shiny hair, dark brown eyes (almost black), brown skin. Beautiful. Favorite colour, copper orange, I think. Personality, clever, bright, serious, shy, funny without realizing it, holds back her...

My type has a romantic soul. He’ll make my heart and my brain fight over who gets him first. He does what’s right, even when it’s not easy – actually, especially when it’s not easy....

Jika Tuhan saja mencintai keindahan, apakah salah jika aku mencintaimu.

Fuck the weather forecasters and their predictions. With magic, he’d just turned their Doppler radar upside down.Sapphire Phelan (Being Familiar With a Witch)

Truth to tell, the longer I live, the more I’m tempted to think that the only moderately worthwhile people in the world are you and I.

Love never dies… when death is not the end.

Well, go on then, Abby; run along and let the nice man compromise you.

I loved him desperately, completely, and he wasn’t threatening to consume me anymore. He already had. Everything that was me was him. My heart, mind and soul all were as much a part of him...

I would kiss the ground where your shadow fell just to be near you.

That’s not even a word,” He complained and fell into a sulky silence from his place on the bed.

Sometimes the ones we love are like butterflies, flitting all over, and we have to sit and wait patiently for them to land. Sometimes they never do, and that’s a risk we take. But sometimes...

My Love Machine is tough. It’s built like a tank. At night I’m romantic and so Sun Tzu I’m Moon Tzu. Come, let me make you howl.

I don’t mind waiting rooms. I’m waiting on the love of my life, so I may as well have a seat, right?

We had a whirlwind romance. That’s what happens when you date a tornado. Hold on, I have to stop tweeting for a bit because Kansas keeps calling.

A flowing flurry of flowers fell to the floor when I fell in love, as if my heart were a garden that gushed forth and flooded her being with the fragrance of romance.

I drank so much booze I was bamboozled. Alcohol makes my mind as discombobulated as love makes my heart. I’d sure appreciate it if you poured me a large glass of romance.

Non posso più ascoltare in silenzio. Devo parlarle usando i mezzi a disposizione che ho in questo momento. Lei strazia la mia anima. Provo a un tempo agonia e speranza. Non mi dica che è...

I just held her hand and tried to imagine the world without us and for about one second I was a good enough person to hope she died so she would never know that I...

Karena jika mengendapkannya, itu sama saja dia masih meletakkan gadis itu di dalam hatinya, di dalam memorinya. Dia masih akan mengingat wajah gadis itu, dan hal seperti ini bukan hal yang bagus untuk kehidupannya nanti.

Combining them makes the result greater than its individual parts. Because it produces something else. It creates … a steadiness. A strength. I can’t explain it well – being only an outside observer – but...

Without even thinking about it, she reached out for warmth, reached out for acceptance. She was hurt and as much as she tried to build up the wall of protection and never let anyone in...

Everything in me feels fluttering and free, like I could take off from the ground at any second. Music, I think, he makes me feel like music.

You make terrible, terrible plans.” “Hey, ” I protested. “One of my plans caught you didn’t it?” “Yeah, but you meant to catch Sean.” He took his hand off my shoulder. I waved his concerns...

My heart beats so hard, I feel like I have an earthquake inside of me. It’s weighing me down and my hands shake with the need of safety and comfort.

It is inevitable plunge into your lookwithout falling in love

Shanna, sweet Shanna. How can I tell you what you mean to me? When I saw you at the ball it was as if my heart started beating again. You lit up the room, bright...

…this miserable trick the romantic plays upon himself: of setting just beyond his reach the very thing he prizes.

I’m sorry you don’t want to know me anymore. I will spend the rest of my life regretting the fact that I wasted my second chance to know you. And I will always be conscious...

I thought once was enoughYou turned to me and called my bluff,Maybe I should have walked awaybut I couldn’t resist, I needed replay after replay Loving you would be as easy as taking a breathBut to...

We’re adults. I might be a little more of an adult if you’re counting years but I bet I have a lower IQ, so that puts us pretty much even.

I was shaking when our lips parted and he leaned his forehead against mine, his fingers carding through my hair, my hands on his face. “I won’t let them,” Rafael said. “I won’t let anyone...

History is not a nightmare from which I am trying to awaken, but rather, a glorious tale which I wish to be cast in.

For you the guy should be the one who will look like the God among the guys.

What am I to you?’Sophiel smiled. ‘The sun. You are my sun, like Astrid said. My sun, that lights up my life. That looks after me with its fiery rays. I only have to turn...

I know, I know…there’s something cliché about that. The heroine initially wanting to clobber a protagonist male, but later realizing that he’s grown on her and she actually really likes him. Technically, I’m not supposed...

I held out my arms to him and he came to me like a child.

I hurt your feelings before. But then, I don’t think you were lacking in self-confidence. You must know that you’re beautiful. Your hair is so golden and you have the bearing of a young Venus....

You hung around the tattered edges of my soul, that’s where you preferred to be…

The sun is a flower, and it burns my goddamn nostrils like the scent of love, which I haven’t tasted since I put on my midnight-black blindfold. I’m just naturally romantic, I guess.

She had two lips like strawberries, and the seeds gave her kisses texture. I preferred kissing her over two scoops of vanilla ice cream.

Did I hear a woman’s name?

Much more. We’re joined at the heart.””Bad luck for you, I’m afraid. My ticker’s pretty wonky.””Too much boozing.”His eyes twinkled, and he drew me close. “Not enough kissling.

I trained for months to be a boxer. Not Mike Tyson style, but more like Fed Ex. I’m a lover, not a fighter. Well, I’m not really a lover, but I am slightly more romantic...

Each of us has a heart, a soul, and feelings. Each of us desires to be wanted, to be appreciated, and to be loved.””Making love is not something you do to someone―it’s something you share....

I’m saying I love you, Cami. All of that was as real for me as it was for you. I’m asking if you’ll stick this out beside me. I’m willing to lose my badge and...

I have clung To nothing, lov’d a nothing, nothing seen Or felt but a great dream!