My own brother calling me a brickhead. Sneering faeries insulting me. Women punching me in the face. How much more am I to swallow in one bloody day?
Don't you want me to kiss you goodbye, sweetie?""Kiss a cow farm boy
People in hell want snowcones.
Do you know what I feel about you, Devin? About us?...Dazzled, you dazzle me. You make me feel things, and want things I never knew I could have. -Cassie
I think you're under no obligation whatsoever to forgive anything, to forget anything. You're not required to push away the years of abuse because the abuser now chooses to be sober and in his sobriet...
Tom: If you love with kindness, even when you can't love with permanence, you'll deserve the one who's worthy along that path for you.
Grayson: Fiction is just a lie anyway.Brianna: But it's not - it's a different kind of truth - it would be your truth at the time of the writing, wouldn't it?
Remind me not to piss you off Red. You might aim for the heart and shoot me in the balls.
It was a mistake to think of houses, old houses, as being empty. They were filled with memories, with the faded echoes of voices. Drops of tears, drops of blood, the ring of laughter, the edge of temp...
Niall: We're tossed by the winds of fate. Once we end where they blow us, we make of ourselves that we will.
Bright light. You've always found your way.
Shannon: Only the living suffered. Only they were riddled with guilt and regret and unanswered questions.
Ireland is a land of poets and legends, of dreamers and rebels. All of these have music woven through and around them. Tunes for dancing or for weeping, for battle or for love.
You said you survived, Anna, but you didn't. You triumphed. Everything about you is a testament to courage and strength.When she stared at him, obviously stunned, he smiled a little. You didn't get ei...
She walked with a ghost of herself, one full of potential and possibility. One who was fearless. Where had that girl gone?
You can't edit a blank page
Laurel: I don't need a ring or a license, or a spetacular white dress. It's not marriage so much, or at all really, that matters. It's the promise. It's the knowing someone wants me to be part of his...
You did that on purpose.Did what on purpose?Wore the don't-touch suit and the sex goddess perfume at the same time just to drive me crazy.Listen to the suit, Quinn. Dream about the perfume.
She pressed her mouth to his throat, his shoulder, would have absorbed him into her skin if she'd known a way.
Please let me go.Anna. He lowered his brow to hers. Don't ask me to do that, because I don't think I can live without you. Take a chance, roll the dice. Come with me.
