Romance

"I am an equation that only she solves, These X's and Y's by other names called, My way of division is desperatley flawed, while I multiply days without her."

"And baby, the way you move me it's crazy"

"You teach people how to treat you by what you accept."

"You ride well, but you don't kiss nicely at all."

"Well,” she finally said, “he’s coming back shortly, so you are absolved of your responsibilities.” “No.” The word came from him like an oath, emerging from the very core of his being. She looked at him in impatient confusion. “What do you mean?” He stepped forward. He wasn’t sure what he was doing. He knew only that he couldn’t stop. “I mean no. I don’t want to be absolved.” Her lips parted. He took another step. His heart was pounding, and something within him had gone hot, and greedy, and if there was anything in the world besides her, besides him—he did not know it. “I want you,” he said, the words blunt, and almost harsh, but absolutely, indelibly true. “I want you,” he said again, and he reached out and took her hand. “I want you.” “Marcus, I—” “I want to kiss you,” he said, and he touched one finger to her lips. “I want to hold you.” And then, because he couldn’t have kept it inside for one second longer, he said, “I burn for you.” He took her face in his hands and he kissed her. He kissed her with everything that had been building within him, every last aching, hungry burst of desire. Since the moment he had realized he loved her, this passion had been growing within him. It had probably been there all along, just waiting for him to realize it. He loved her."

"Through their kisses and caresses they experienced a joy and wonder the equal of which has never been known or heard of. But I shall be silent...; for the rarest and most delectable pleasures are those which are hinted at, but never told."

"Would you favor me with a dance" Over all the others I was his choice! I curtsied, and he took my hand. Our hands knew each other. Char looked at me, startled. "Have we met before, Lady?"

"But I hate to hear you talking so like a fine gentleman, and as if women were all fine ladies, instead of rational creatures. We none of us expect to be in smooth water all our days."

"I comfort myself with the reflection that your wife will possibly be able to curb your desire--I admit, a natural one for the most part--to exterminate your fellows."

"Careful," he smiled, "I'm lethal."

"The unhappiest people I know, romantically speaking, are the ones who like pop music the most; and I don't know whether pop music has caused this unhappiness, but I do know that they've been listening to the sad songs longer than they've been living the unhappy lives."

"I'm not hungry," Alexander whispered. "I'm famished. Watch out for me. Now, don't make a single sound," he said, moving on top of her. "Tania, God... I'll cover your mouth, just like this, and you hold on to me, just like this, and I'm going to-just like this-"

"... And then I turned and saw a guy staring at me..."What are you looking at, idiot" I asked, giving him the sneer that had served me so well."My future wife. The mother of my children."

"Life is fragile and temporary. The faces of today quickly become the faces of the past. Sorrow, pain, and anger... it all fades- except love. Love is forever and there after, even when we've fallen to our graves."

"In the past year I’ve learned that love can make you do crazy, silly, stupid, ridiculous things. And the fact that one person can make you feel this way and do those things is amazing to me."

"If you ever need to confirm that a girl is worth coming back from Hell for, show her your monster arm and see what she says."

"Alpha bitches are all the same underneath. Don't know how to give an inch even if their damn fool lives depend on it."

"To the beginning of the rest of our lives.- Leo"

"She didn’t sound overjoyed. She didn’t sound even slightly joyed."

"Put me down, I’m too heavy.”“You’re small enough to fit in my pocket."