Rest in peace? Please, God, no. Haunt me, Sofia. You said you’d haunt me.

It wasn’t the worst time when Melody left me,” the Professor said. “The worst time was the years before. Because I didn’t know I couldn’t hate anybody that much; it was like she’d stuck a...

I long to belong like a midget longs to be long. Footlong hotdogs are 12 inches too short to take seriously, and I vote with my wallet. Sadly, there are no refunds in politics.

It’s just the love for her in my heart that is morphing into this madness and how can I run away from it? Sometimes I want to when I can’t bear it anymore, but where...

The only constant in our marriage is the edge of the cliff we’re hanging on to, killing time until we tire ourselves out and give in to our inevitable collapse.

I’m tired of making people sad and I’m tired of disappointing them and I’m tired of seeing them break. I have seen this too many times. He will be the last.

All I could do was laugh, but it wasn’t funny. I find it incredibly sad to be tickled by an orphan.

Where is my chance to be somebody’s Peter Van Houten?’ He hit the steering wheel weakly, the car honking as he cried. He leaned his head back, looking up. ‘I hate myself I hate myself...

Jeeter?” Grace whispered into her walkie-talkie. “Are you awake?” She waited.A few weeks ago, she and Jeeter had started chatting on their walkie-talkies late at night when she couldn’t sleep. He always answered her call...

I’m lonely, and he can see it. Maybe everyone can see it.

But I comforted myself with the thoughtthat the reward for every discomfort I suffered for God was a spiritual blessing.

Jolly felt salty tears on her lips, and for the first time in her life it occurred to her that sorrow tasted exactly like the sea.

Everything that drowned me taught me how to swim.

Empty teacups gathered around her and dictionary pages fell at her feet.

I was you’re guardian. But you are old enough to guard yourself. I have other things to protect.

I love you!” he shouted, his eyes glowing laser green.”I love you, okay? I’m not some hopeless retard you pull along behind you because you feel sorry for him! I love you and I’m going...

You told me how much you hate me when yesterday you told me how much you love me, what happen?

They tear each other apart. Sometimes there aren’t any happy endings or logical explanations and we just have to accept that and move on. Sometimes it really is that simple.

And the next day the gondolier came with a train of other gondoliers, all decked in their holiday garb, and on his gondola sat Angela, happy, and blushing at her happiness. Then he and she...

I’m guilty of giving people more chances than they deserve but when I’m done, I’m done.

The past is only making you to spill tears, tears of joy or tears pain. But anyway they are making you sad, for the things you had and will never have again.

A dead dog is more quiet than a house on the steppes, a chair in a empty room.

Most men are blinded by the words “Bad Bitches” and end settling for less!

It’s just been a really lousy day for me and I wasn’t really thinking. My advice? Find your own cause to represent, not one thrown out into society by a ton of environmentalist dopes. Find...

It were a grief so brief to part with thee.Farewell.

I feel the monster of grief again, writhing in the empty space where my heart and stomach used to be. I gasp, pressing both palms to my chest. Now the monstrous thing has its claws...

And at the closing of the dayShe loosed the chain, and down she lay;The broad stream bore her far away,The Lady of Shallot.

Not all things can be expressed through words, not all the words reflect the truth.

Mortals dies.” said Catarina. “You’ve always known that, and yet you’ve loved them before.””Not,” Magnus said, “like this.”Catarina inhaled in surprise. “Oh,” she said. “Oh…” She picked up her drink. “Magnus,” she said tenderly. “you...

How could you give me life, and take from me all the inappreciable things that raise it from the state of conscious death? Where are the graces of my soul? Where are the sentiments of...

Such a pity, really; the prey falling for the predator. The victim in love with the killer… A mere mortal girl thinking a demon was capable of love.

I felt like a trophy child, someone he had around to show off. It felt like it was more important that his daughter was perfect—but, I was his daughter and I was neither of those...

I hope we meet again,” said Ramman.”I do too,” Tel Hesani said, then added underneath his breath, “Although I fear it won’t be in this world.

If we had met five years ago, you wouldn’t have found a more staunch defender of the newspaper industry than me … I was winning awards, getting raises, lecturing college classes, appearing on TV shows,...

Maybe I am everything I knew that I would never be. I looked back at Jay and smiled.

The present was the thing–work to do and someone to love. But not to love too much, for he knew the injury that a father can do to a daughter or a mother to a...

A veces, todo el mundo necesita un par de gafas oscuras…

Elle avait fini par se résoudre à sauter du véhicule quand une énorme explosion retentit au loin […]. Le bruit secoua le carrosse qui continuait de s’éloigner, réveillant Elena qui jusque-là dormait profondément. […] Ses...

I was abused my family was the “brady bunch

I watched the moon alone, unable to share his cold beauty with anyone.

Deep in her soul, however, she was waiting for something to happen. Like a sailor in distress, she would gaze out over the solitude of her life with desperate eyes, seeking some white sail in...

Happiness is an illusion, Natalie. It doesn’t actually exist.””Of course it does,” I said. “It’s what you feel when you’re not sad.””That’s unconsciousness. And I’m pretty sure that I’m miserable when I am unconscious, too.

Akhirnya, ada beberapa hal yang aku nggak ahli, kan, K? I can’t tell you how I love you. That’s just—way beyond my vocabulary.

I wanted to cry but I didn’t, I probably should have cried, I should have drowned us there in the room ending our suffering.

How unjust then to meet that person you love, and be kept away from them only because ones bed is made of hay , and the other, feathers.

You’re like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again.

To be forgotten by the one to whom you never forget is the worst thing ever happens.

I’m sorry and I believe in you and I’ll always be near you, protecting you, and I will never leave you, I’ll be curled around your heart for the rest of your life.

Ah, ka-lyrra, I look at you and you make me want to live a man’s life with you. To wake with you and sleep with you, argue with you and make love with you, to...

I hate telling people this. I never know exactly how my voice is going to sound saying it, and I hate the stricken looks they get on their faces when they don’t know what to...