You have your own room in my heart. It's yours. Stay as long as you want; it will always be there for you.
Yes, I felt shabby and small, but that’s okay. I was shabby and small. There’s nothing wrong with being shabby and small. Hobbits are shabby and small and look how badass they are.Plus, second breakfa...
What is your least favorite part of the male anatomy? Uh…what? Come on. I nudged her shoulder. You have to have a least favorite part. Marie stared at me for a beat then blinked rapidly. Really? I jus...
What are we doing? I asked, feeling restless. Taking comfort. That made me smile, so I peered up at him. You’re taking comfort in me? Yes. My smile grew and I closed my eyes, giving myself over to the...
We are most awake to the world and to our own longings and desires when we suffer.
Think of how much better the world would be if people craved compliments about the beauty of their heart rather than the beauty of their face.
The true paradises are the paradises that we have lost. Marcel Proust
Sometimes, things are sad and unfortunate. But finding the funny in a situation can make the sad and unfortunate more bearable.
Reading for me, was like breathing. It was probably akin to masturbation for my brain. Getting off on the fantasy within the pages of a good novel felt necessary to my survival. If I wasn't asleep, kn...
It’s nice to hear your voice…? The statement came out sounding like a question, as though Iwere playing jeopardy and I’d chosen my category-‘I’ll take ‘Charming Chit Chat’ for $200, Alex’ and behind t...
In all honesty, I’d enjoyed the horse ride more than the man ride. At least the horse had been a stallion.
In all honesty, I’d enjoyed the horse ride more than the man ride. At least the horse had been a stallion. Looking back, my lab TA was more like a Shetland pony—hairy and small.
I will die happy here, today, in this spot, she sighed. In your puddle of lust. Leave my puddle of lust alone. Get your own puddle.
I tried to shrug, but I'm sure it looked like a minor seizure.
I don’t like to judge people.I love it.Writing people completely off was liberating
I didn’t like trusting, I didn’t like setting greater than mild expectations
How does the ocean say hello to the shore… it gives it a little wave.
He reminded me of the Viking god Thor, if Thor had been a reclusive federal game warden from Texas with excellent manners.
He half said, half mumbled, I'm not that nice.
Does he give you zings in your things?