“What if she never remembers?” “Then you better make her fall in love with you, again.” “How did I do it the first time?” “You let her in.”

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.

You tempt me. I can’t be tempted. I’m not made to be tempted.

But I don’t fit. Your family hates me. I make your life difficult.” That’s where she was wrong. “No, You’re my family. And as for making my life difficult, you, Blaire Wynn, make my life complete.

Because as any writer will tell you, an IDEA for a book is like falling in love, it’s all wild emotion and headlong rush, but the ACTUAL ACT of writing a book is like building a relationship: it is joyous, slow, fragile, frustrating, exhilarating, painstaking, exhausting, worth it.

I’ll see a celadon green room in an 18th century New Hampshire house and just fall in love. Colors stay in my head.

When you’re in theater or the circus or film – to me it’s all one – affairs happen. People fall in love.

The real reason women fall in love abroad is not that they are free of domestic inhibitions but that they translate their love of stone and place into love of flesh. … Is this true?

Wind is what happens when air falls in love with itself.

Don’t you be so nice to me; I fall in love so easily.

Lady Macbeth’ is a great opportunity for me to prove that maybe the outcome of ‘The Falling’ was not necessarily a fluke.

Even if the water is falling right on it, it only touches the outside and not the inside. In this way the bowl will never get full.