Romance

"I would not have imagined that love himself would have such a fatal blow this."

"You're wearing a lace thong" Dolly clapped her hands. "That's absolutely perfect for romance."

"The multicolored kitten snuggled between her breasts. Lucky cat."I thought maybe something like... Sweetums."What? That's a wussy name. She'd totally get her ass kicked by all the other neighborhood cats. You can't call her...that. See I can't even say it. It's too ridiculous."Abby chuckled, and the sound drifted over him like a warm breeze."I suppose you want me to call her Rowdy, or Bullet or Chainsaw," she said."Those aren't bad." He liked it when she teased him. "Maybe you could name her something like Flash, or Blaze, or Storm."Or maybe I could call her pooty pie."Oh my God." He slapped his forehead. "You're killing me. You'd be better off sticking with Sweetums."Ha!" She pointed her finger at him. "You said it." Before he could wrap his hand around that finger and pull her against him, he gave the kitten-who purred contentedly between Abby's breasts-a rub between the ears. Lucky damn cat."

"Being amongst rough lives and confusion does not make you less, it only makes your beauty shine out more clearly."

"I need a favour.’I raise my eyebrows at him in disbelief. What makes him think I’m about to do him a favour? He’s a stranger. And he’s wearing handcuffs."

"Please Tell me what your favorite flavor of ice cream... is"

"The phrase she was so mad she could chew nails and spit screws ran though his mind at her look. Damn. He had really fucked things up between them. Why hadn’t he taken her calls again? Oh, yeah, to give her a chance at a good life."

"Uh oh, maybe I’m hysterical. No, the look on his face had been so funny. Did he really think to kiss me into submission? That shit might work in romance novels, but not on me. If he wants to kiss me he’ll have to earn that privilege again."

"I write--because I must write."

"Ritsu... Do you like Oda" More than me"Yes."

"Farkında mısınız leydim bilmiyorum ama benimle pazarlık ettiniz, bana emir verdiniz, beni ikna etmeye çalıştınız. Her türlü yolu denediniz, sadece bir yol kaldı.”“Neymiş o?”“Lütfen demek."

"She had known for a while that Chance would be her first. She hadn’t planned it would be tonight. But, it felt right, Fourth of July, fireworks, and her first time."

"If they really want us to be happy, they'd let us pick ourselves."

"A warrior becomes experienced by being defeated; a scholar by making mistakes. Defeat and mistakes we have left in the past," he said."

"This, she thought, was what love and desperation made you do: say things that were better left unsaid, give yourself away in a million little gestures, a thousand little changes of expression."

"Aku mencintainya tanpa diketahui. Aku mencintainya dalam diam. Aku mencintainya dalam satu sudut pandang. Aku mencintainya di satu sisi. Ya, aku percaya. Jika takdirku adalah dirimu,kau akan memilihku. Nanti."

"A thousand lips, a thousand eyes,a thousand hearts will read these words,as you read them, graze them, this moment. Thousands will utter them into the abyss, someday, perhaps for years to come; loudly, softly,repeatedly, again and again and again. Some will mock, some will laugh. Somewill shed a tear. But it is writtenonly for your lips, your eyes, your heart,beloved."

"And finally, she saw him smile. It chased the shadows from his face and made him a boy again. It was a smile that a woman could grow to yearn for."

"I see life as a waste. You grow up. Get a job. Have a family. Retire. Then die. But there's one thing worth living for and that's love and it always will be. It will be happiness with someone you can't live without. Someone to have silly arguments with and laugh about. Someone you can grow old with. Someone to recognize your scars and understand them. That's how I see life"

"If Fancy's lips had been real cherries probably Dick's would have appeared deeply stained."