Romance

"Your memory feels like home to me. So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds it’s way back to you."

"Hardin is like a drug; each time I take the tiniest bit of him, I crave more and more. He consumes my thoughts and invades my dreams."

"I knew right then you were the only one for me." He pulled her handfrom his face, kissed her palm, then pressed it flat against his chest. "Beatings, battles, fights. No matter how bleak the circumstance, no matter how my soul despaired ... this heart never once gave up." His voice deepened, went thick with emotion. "I've a theory as to why. Do you want to hear it"She nodded."This heart is yours. It's yours," he said. "It always will be."

"It is. I’m your boyfriend now, whichmeans there’s no room for your hipster admirer. He’ll just have to lick his wounds while we lick other things."

"Love me?” Madeline asked with a faint smile. “It used to be love.” He brushed his lips over her closed eyelids. “Now there's no word for it.” “You once told me that you thought love was a weakness.” “I was wrong,” he whispered, kissing the corners of her mouth. “I've discovered it's my only strength."

"I don't know what the future holds. I only know that I want to be with you. You and me. Everything else is negotiable."

"Aku nggak membencimu. Aku hanya benci karena ternyata begitu sulit melupakanmu."

"If a castle gets destroyed, you just build a new one. If you wanted me to I'd build them over and over. Let's build them together."

"Marry me he said voice full of emotion. Be my soul mate my friend and my lover as long as we both live. Make babies with me that have curly hair and big brown eyes. Grow old with me and we'll watch the sun set together in the evenings. And when I leave this world I'll be happy knowing I was the best man I could be for having loved you."

"Sorry,” he said. “Let me drop the belt-"“No.” She held on when he would have pulled away. “Don’t. I like it.” Again, he lifted her face, and he smiled. “The tool belt turns you on.” “No.” She closed her eyes and thunked her forehead to his chest. “Little bit."

"A letter is a soul, so faithful an echo of the speaking voice that to the sensitive it is among the richest treasures of love."

"An emotion clamped down on her heart. It squeezed her into a terrible silence. But he said nothing after that, only her name, as if her name were not a name but a question. Or perhaps that it wasn’t how he had said it, and she was wrong, and she’d heard a question simply because the sound of him speaking her name made her wish that she were his answer."

"The moment I saw her, a part of me walked out of my body and wrapped itself around her. And there it still remains."

"It's your heart. No one else gets a say in that."

"If she were here I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off her. I would hold her so close she'd beg me to let her breathe. I'd kiss her so hard she'd plead for mercy. I'd unfasten her clothing and lie with her on that hard bed, and what was between us would be as far above the ordinary congress between man and woman as the stars are above their pale reflections in the lake below."

"You will like her," he persisted. "Egad, she's after your own heart, maman! She shot me in the arm."Voyons, do you think that is what I like?"

"I want him to burn for me, to not be able to go a day without touching me, holding me, caressing me. He’ll be an excellent lover. I want a man who knows how to please me,"

"He loved her. He wanted her. He needed her. And he needed her now."

"I hope I haven't given you the impression that I consider kissing intrinsically irrational."

"Madelyne, we're married now. 'Tis a usual occurrence to bed one's wife on the wedding night."