“I’ve been loved in life, but all that matters now is that I’m loved by you.” -Eva”

You only deserve what you make yourself worthy of.

Sawyer was always the Vincent boy worth fighting for. He’s the special one.

I needed, I needed…you.” “Don’t tell me you need me.” “But I can’t help it. I do

Because I can’t live without Della. I don’t want to. She’s the reason I get up in the mornings – Woods

Whatever we had is over. It died the minute I walked downstairs and realized the world I’d always known was a lie.- Blaire Wynn

If you were mine, I would never let you go.

And you’ve got a boy right there who looks at you like he would drink your bathwater if you’d ask him!

I understood that pain was real and sometimes things didn’t last. Sometimes you just had to enjoy it while it lasts and cherish it when it’s gone.

You don’t have to love me. Just don’t leave me,” he said against my leg

I needed to get out and my roomies had both left me for the night so I followed the pretty one here.” Did Marcus just call me pretty?

Preston smirked. “You’re gonna have to stop calling me things like ‘gorgeous’ and ‘beautiful.’ I’m gonna get a complex. Why can’t I be ‘sexy,’ or maybe ‘irresistible’?

It’s pretty impossible to hurt what Death protects.

Hey, sexy. Why haven’t you called?” The cooing sound came from behind me, and I glanced back over my shoulder to see a familiar-looking brunette. “Because I’m the asshole who never calls,” I replied with a wink.

Don’t go getting all shy on me now, Lana,” he drawled, squeezing my sides with his hands

Were you already here?” he asked. “Yeah.” “Didn’t you just bring her home from work two hours ago?” “Yeah.” Tripp chuckled and shook his head. “Did you even leave?” “No.

Don’t give up. You’ll regret it.

… I had never given much credence to the phenomenon of “writer’s block”.

I played against the Brazilians in ’82, who were definitely the best team never to have won the World Cup.

I only want to sleep . . . and never wake.

To add insult to injury, most Americans never knew that, and most Mexicans have never forgotten it.

Fear is our boon companion but never our master.

A true friend never asks of you what they know you would never ask of them.

One that cackles at these capers and another that never gets much beyond a rather jaded and self-conscious smile, like the Mona Lisa.

I learnt that I must never finish a book with nothing else to do.