- “You two were in a cave together?’ said Miss Simpkins in horror.‘Yes,’ said Kate, ‘and it was very, very dark.” ― Kenneth Oppel, Airborn
- “I walk through the black Indiana night, under a ceiling of stars, and think about the phrase “elegance and euphoria,” and how it describes exactly what I feel with Violet. For once, I don’t want to be anyone but Theodore Finch, the boy she sees. He understands what it is to be elegant and euphoric and a hundered different people most of them flawed and stupid, part asshole, part screwup, part freak, a boy who wants to be easy for the folks around him so that he doesn’t worry them and, most of all, easy for himself. A boy who belongs – here in the world, here in his own skin. He is exactly who I want to be and what I want my epitaph to say: The Boy Violet Markey Loves.” ― Jennifer Niven, All the Bright Places
- “Who’s the young man beside you?” Helen suddenly asked. “Oh, I see, you’re one of us.” She turned to Nonie. “And you did introduce us before.” She tapped a finger against her right temple. “Every once in a while this old clock up here forgets to click to the next second. I apologize for that.” ― Deborah Leblanc, Toe to Toe
- “Honest to God, she was the noisiest woman he’d ever been shot at with.” ― Jill Shalvis, Smart and Sexy
- “I recall certain moments, let us call them icebergs in paradise, when after having had my fill of her –after fabulous, insane exertions that left me limp and azure-barred–I would gather her in my arms with, at last, a mute moan of human tenderness (her skin glistening in the neon light coming from the paved court through the slits in the blind, her soot-black lashes matted, her grave gray eyes more vacant than ever–for all the world a little patient still in the confusion of a drug after a major operation)–and the tenderness would deepen to shame and despair, and I would lull and rock my lone light Lolita in my marble arms, and moan in her warm hair, and caress her at random and mutely ask her blessing, and at the peak of this human agonized selfless tenderness (with my soul actually hanging around her naked body and ready to repent), all at once, ironically, horribly, lust would swell again–and ‘oh, no,’ Lolita would say with a sigh to heaven, and the next moment the tenderness and the azure–all would be shattered.” ― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
- “Me pregunté si no habría personas destinadas a encontrarse fuera cuáles fueran las decisiones que tomasen, si esa leyenda que hablaba de un hilo rojo que conecta a dos almas gemelas no sería verdad.” ― Victoria Vilchez, Dime que te casarás conmigo
- “I think he could handle being used. It would be good for him. He’s having trouble sleeping.” ― Victoria Dahl, Start Me Up
- “Ain’t I your man?” he persisted.“Yeah, Ellis, you’re my man.” Her lips quaked as she said it.” ― Tracy Winegar
- “You here to finish me off, Sweetheart?” ― Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
- “I heard what you said. I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.” ― Shana Abe
- “It was heaven. Forget angels, forget St. Peter and glittering harpsichords. Heaven was a dance in the arms of one’s true love.” ― Julia Quinn
- “It’s always funny watching something so beautiful not know how beautiful it really is. It’s sad even.” ― Holly Hood, Twisted Magic
- “My love is something valuable to me which I ought not to throw away without reflection.” ― Sigmund Freud, Civilization and Its Discontents
- “You’ve maddened me for you…have changed everything. So, I’m going to f*ck you long and hard, beauty, because if I’m to be enslaved by you-I want to be your master as well. ” ― Kresley Cole, Pleasure of a Dark Prince
- “In our time together, you claimed a special place in my heart, one I’ll carry with me forever and that no one can ever replace.” ― Nicholas Sparks, Dear John
- “Surely–But I am very off from that.From surely. From indeed. From the decent arrowthat was my clean naivete and my faith.This morning, men deliver wounds and death.They will deliver death and wounds tomorrow.And I doubt all. You. Or a violet.” ― Gwendolyn Brooks, The Essential Gwendolyn Brooks
- “For the first time since she’d pieced her heart back together, she felt a small tug at one of the strings. She dropped her hands to her sides and took a step back. The one word she’d waited to hear could destroy her carefully constructed life. “Don’t.”Don’t make me forget. Don’t make it better. Don’t make me love you again. – Autumn Haven” ― Rachel Gibson
- “Our relationship wasn’t the sun, the moon, the stars, but it wasn’t bullshit, either.” ― Junot Díaz, This Is How You Lose Her
- “The world stopped.All was silence but for their hearts trying to synchronize their crashing.” ― Helen Hoang, The Kiss Quotient
- “Until your love makes you leap beyond norms, it ain’t love.” ― Abhijit Naskar, Aşkanjali: The Sufi Sermon
- “I clung to each word that fell from his lips like a spider to a web.” ― Dannika Dark, Twist
- “I love you, Daisy. I love you so much I hurt.” ― Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Kiss an Angel
- “He heard the voice that had called to him in dreams, had saved him from the sands and from following his brother into the river.” ― V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
- “She craved a tall glass of the fresh-squeezed lemonade from the pitcher she’d left chilling in the fridge. Two glasses served with a generous slice of pound cake with orange glaze icing sounded twice as nice.” ― Ed Lynskey, Fur the Win
- “We’re out of time, Payton. You said it yourself: the only way we’ll make it is for us to go into this together. I know we can do this. But I need you to believe it. You need to believe… in us.”Peyton didn’t say anything for a long moment, and J.D. could literally hear his heart beating. Then she finally answered.”It would have to be called Kendall and Jameson.”It took J.D a moment to catch on. Then he grinned. “No way. Jameson and Kendall. It’s alphabetical.””You told our boss that you banged me on top of your desk.””Kendall and Jameson sounds great” ― Julie James, Practice Makes Perfect
- “I recall certain moments, let us call them icebergs in paradise, when after having had my fill of her –after fabulous, insane exertions that left me limp and azure-barred–I would gather her in my arms with, at last, a mute moan of human tenderness (her skin glistening in the neon light coming from the paved court through the slits in the blind, her soot-black lashes matted, her grave gray eyes more vacant than ever–for all the world a little patient still in the confusion of a drug after a major operation)–and the tenderness would deepen to shame and despair, and I would lull and rock my lone light Lolita in my marble arms, and moan in her warm hair, and caress her at random and mutely ask her blessing, and at the peak of this human agonized selfless tenderness (with my soul actually hanging around her naked body and ready to repent), all at once, ironically, horribly, lust would swell again–and ‘oh, no,’ Lolita would say with a sigh to heaven, and the next moment the tenderness and the azure–all would be shattered.” ― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
- “I want to be the only thing touching him. I want to be the only thing that ever touches him again. I will be envious of every shirt he ever wears, the cuffs of his coats, the trousers going soft with wear where they rub his inner thighs.” ― Mackenzi Lee, The Gentleman’s Guide to Getting Lucky
- “You love me,” he said. “That’s all I need to know.” “You always say the right thing,” Savannah told him, her eyes so filled with love that he almost wept. “Sometimes it takes you awhile to get to it, but you always get there, and what you say is always worth waiting for.” ― Suzanne Brockmann, Out of Control
- “Gentle he would be, denied he would not.” ― Diana Gabaldon, Outlander
- “The darkest hour of my day is the one in which I don’t get to see you.” ― Amit Kalantri, I Love You Too