If there had once been a chance and there had once been love, then it will still be there in spite of time and obstacles. If you can get past that, you can get past a lot.
The only time she has anything resembling a life is when she sleeps because when she sleeps she can dream.
She wasn't always a pillar of ice. Her warmth and good deeds were repaid with deceit and betrayal until little by little a chill took over.
Known for leaving, she asked me who I would consider sticking around for. I said, "The one who asked me to and meant it.
As long as you write, you'll never be lonely.
Truth and integrity must be so rare these days that it confuses people when they hear it.
Do we really need a study on why people lie? They lie because it's easy, and cowards are good at "easy." Telling the truth takes moxie, and few have it.
Which is worse? Loving someone and not being able to be with them or not loving someone and having to be with them.
You can shoo people away in real life, but not when they force their way in through the dream door.
All the bruised lives, searching hearts...Everyone wants a love story but few will risk what it takes to live one.
Darling, if I take your breath away, I will give you mine.
People, most especially those who have known ease in this life, care more about being prospered than refined. It's always about what they can get from God, not what they can do for others, unless they...
He had felt viable being near her or knowing she was listening to him or having the comfort of their casual meeting within a dream. With her, he simply and effortlessly felt better. They all felt bett...
I have a deep appreciation for anything that challenges my morality. I tend to wonder which thing or person might overpower my beliefs and would I avoid it altogether in order to say, "It didn't conqu...
I must be out of my mind if I loved you in spite of everything you've done, and anyone else would condemn you for it, but I can't condemn you at all. In my own troubled mind, I loved you for it.
What was I to you?" he asked. She didn't answer but turned and walked away. That's when he knew: Nothing or everything.
Emotions enthrall, but change, and as such have the ability to disrupt and destroy.
I'm impressed when men go the distance to show they give a damn. That says nothing about the woman and everything about the man.
One woman's definition of success may not be another's. Is success, as the world defines it, an accomplishment in a society this sick?
We love because we can lose. If there was no threat of separation, no death to shake us to our core, we probably wouldn't love much at all.