He'd wanted her. Out of all the women in the world, he'd wanted her. Wanted, hell, she thought grinning now. Pursued, demanded. Taken. And while she could admit all of that was exciting, he'd gone one...
High school sweetheart is such an innocuous-sounding term for something that can tear out your guts.
Honey, nobody ever knows someone completely. You have to just enjoy what you do know and have faith in the rest.
How could I be sleeping with this particular man.... Surely only true love could justify my lack of taste.
How do the survivors of terminated relationships ever endure the pain of unfinished business? From that place of meditation, I found the answer - you can finish the business yourself, from withing you...
However close you get to others, you can never get inside them, even when you're inside them.
However, one certainty floated in the air: that night, at the end of a conversation that should have brought them closer, something had been broken between them, definitively and forever. He did not k...
Hugh and I have been together for so long that in order to arouse extraordinary passion, we need to engage in physical combat. Once, he hit me on the back of the head with a broken wineglass, and I fe...
Humans have a tendency to look for things in the places where it is easiest to search for them rather than in the places where the truth is more likely to be found.
I actually felt awed by the remote possibilities of the person liked ever liking you back a corresponding amount.
I believe his lies, so he believes mine.' She turns and looks at me straight on. 'That's how it goes at the end of love.
I can forgive almost any crime if a great story is left in its wake.
I can only do what's easy. I can only entice and be enticed. I can't, and won't, attempt difficult relations. If I marry it will either be a man who's strong enough to boss me or whom I'm strong enoug...
I can only think how good life on earth can be, at times. What grief two people can give to one another! And what pleasure!
I can see that the sadness has returned. And it's not a beautiful sadness- beautiful sadness is a myth. Sadness turns our features to clay, not porcelain.
I didn't want to pick at Micah and me until we unraveled. I wanted to leave it alone and enjoy it. I just didn't know how to do that.
I do not know what to do with the emotions inside me. I do not know how to be this close to someone and still hold on to myself.
I don't care how happily married you are or how deeply enmeshed you are with your children and family and career -- every woman needs a couple of chicks who'll break out the sangria just because you n...
I don’t want to be somebody’s crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don’t want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can...
I guess it can’t be too often that two people can laugh and make love, too, make love because they are laughing, laugh because they’re making love. The love and the laughter come from the same place:...
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