“Is she forever for you then? She’s worth throwing it all away?” “She’s it. No one else. She’s all I’m ever going to want.”

This was why I loved my Grana. Being with her always made me laugh. She accepted life for what it was. She didn’t pretend or put on airs. She was just Grana.

I dropped my phone on the floor and let the pain assail me. I’d given my heart away to someone who didn’t want it. Even knowing that, I didn’t regret it. I just wanted him to want me. I just wanted him to love me too.

She frowned.”You’re not very friendly.” I let out a short laugh.”What?I’m not friendly to a ghost who floats into my house and starts touching me?Well,excuse my rudeness but this is a little disturbing.

The love she left behind will be the reason dreams are reached. She was the rock in a world that was crumbling. Her strength will remain. It’s in our hearts.

That’s okay. You an be selfish with me all you want. I’m yours.

The heart wants who the heart wants. We can’t help that.

Adjusting to Beau being a caveman over a girl had been almost as hard as seeing him with Ash. Beau didn’t do jealous, not until Ashton had become his. Now he was a freaking lunatic.

Just maybe I was worthy of love.

What are you doing?” “I’m going to enjoy a long overdue make-out session with my girl. That’s what I’m doing.” I explained, stepping into the room and closing the door behind me with one shove of my foot.

Just hold me please,” she replied. I’d hold her forever if I could.

No excuses; those were just weak.

Don’t frown beautiful, you fascinate me.

I don’t need designer things. And YOU are designer, Rush.

He stole my breathe away the moment we first spoke. He’s my air.” -Sadie White

My girl and my kid gets the best, always.

For the first time, the object of what I want is more important than fulfilling my desires.

He [Viggo Mortensen] was standing behind the camera throwing the apples … And I’ve never seen him so happy.

All my life the only thing I’ve been good at has been climbing and throwing myself off big things.

A certain feeling comes from throwing your good life away, and it is one part rapture.

There are no outdoor sports as graceful as throwing stones at a dictatorship.

A woman’s happiness is in throwing everything away to live for love.

There are others who are putting things out there or throwing a stick and hiding their hand and keeping things built up in the media.

If however, you once see your Divine Mother, you will not afterwards find pleasure in all these. Throwing them all aside, you will run to her.