“In the world of art, all things are possible.–George from Paradise Kiss”

Now I remember every time I was with Shouji I felt better. You hugged me secretly with your heart, didn’t you? Now I want you to embrace me with all that warmth, with all your strength.

People say love can be developed, but in the end, the only person you love is yourself. That’s why you choose to love someone who can please you the most.

I may call it jealousy, or may be anxiety and moreover, need. Even now I’m anxious at times because when I am with Ren, everything around feels like a dream.

You know Hachi, your life depends only on ourselves. I’m still convinced about this… But I’ve also learned to accept that people… don’t all become as strong, and it made me kinder than before.

Whatever Yasu loves, I love too. That’s the secret of love.

I never realized how much you hurt.

It takes a lot of strength to hold onto and care for the things we love, so why is it that god seems to have made humans unable to conjure up that degree of power and love?

Don’t do stuff that freaks him out, like what you’re doing now. Do something that makes him happy.

I want to be spoiled like a child. Cry to my heart’s content. But I can only suppress my feelings.

Being alone and being lonely are two different things. (Yasu)

Right now I am working to polish the shards of my dreams.

I thought that despite all the wounds and all the pains it could cause I wanted to dream again, and love someone with all my heart.

I think just being together and talking would be nice. But when we grow old, when greed and vanity will be completely gone, when I will be tired of singing can I return to that place too?

From that day on it was as if Ren freed me from gravity. I was floating in the sky. Higher. Higher. Higher.

For us who choose our dreams over our love the only thing we can do for love is perhaps to release the lock around our necks. Through that, the pain may vanish.

I’ll make you so in love with me, that everytime our lips touch, you’ll die a little death.

Kissing power is stronger than will power: Girls need to “prove their love” like a moose needs a hat rack.

He pressed a kiss to my ear. “Do you feel stretched? Can you tell I’ve been inside you?” I nodded, feeling my knees go a little weak from the tone in his voice. “Good. I like knowing you can feel where I’ve been.

Blaire, even if all we do is kiss or just lay there and talk, I’m okay with that. I just wanted you up here. Close to me.

It’s OK to do cute little things like kissing a turtle, but you can’t kiss another person because he’s a different color? Give me a break. And you have to remember, I’m from Dallas, Texas.

You and I, it’s as though we have been taught to kiss in heaven and sent down to earth together, to see if we know what we were taught.

I place us where we are a happy couple who are madly in love, and we are kissing the way people kiss on their wedding day. With joy and relief and love. Without guilt. Without Shame.

Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.

I had my first kiss when I was 11, but I think I’ve blocked it out of my mind because it was so bad. I’m not even sure it counts as a kiss.