Don’t let disappointment be the measure of your relationship with a person. Let trust be the measure.
You know my opinion on rumors?” he said a minute later. I was capable of nothing more than shaking my head. “That they’re started by haters. Spread by fools. And accepted by idiots.
He might have taken ten years. But he couldn’t have another minute of my life.
Your ego is gushing all over me and getting my favorite shoes dirty.
But I didn’t have to pretend anymore, because the girl I’d seen when I closed my eyes was standing in front of me. “Josie?” I lowered my face until it was level with hers – until I could feel the warmth of her breath on my lips.
People say we’re weak where we’ve been broken, but I say we’re stronger.” Boone traced the long jagged line running right down the center of her. “We’re stronger because we know our weak spots and can protect them more carefully the next time.
You’re right. So right. My heart is a god among mere mortals. A queen among peons. A rock star among the masses. There’s nothing to worry about. Everything will be okay.
No one had ever talked about me that way, like I was so close to perfect the imperfections were washed away. I.
That was exactly why relationships were so damn hard. One minute, a person could be your everything, and the next, they were gone. As.
Don’t let a dying branch take you down with it.
You can paint it white and braid its mane, but at the end of the day, you can’t turn an ass into a unicorn, no matter how much glitter and flowers you sprinkle on it.
Our reputations weren’t who we really were, they were who people told us we were.
What once was broken can be fixed.
Sometimes the people we’re supposed to love are the hardest ones to. And sometimes the people we’re not supposed to love are the easiest.
The time between two seconds was immeasurable, and though I knew our moment would come to an end, it would be a limitless one. We were two halves of one being who had at last found each other and come together in this union.
Rowen Sterling: Putting the wise back in wiseass. I think I’ve found a kindred spirit.
Because I don’t want to give you any reason to be mad at me. I don’t want to give you a reason to hate me because, as much as I might have have begged you to do that, you’re the single most important thing in the world to me, Charlie Chase. You’ve become my world. And how do I live in a world where you don’t exist?
Stop!” I shouted right as his thumbs hitched beneath the waist of his jeans. If I had to watch the rest of the Jesse Walker strip tease, I would moan the alphabet.
I’d been called a million and a half other colorful names, but those were the most popular. However, labeling me a goth or an emo was just an insult to actual goths and emos. I didn’t want a label; I didn’t want to fit into a certain crowd. I was who I was, wore what I wore, and did what I did because that was who I was. Or at least the person I’d convinced myself I was.
No jures a Dios, Henry. Sabes lo que dicen. Ese es tu primer paso hacia tener un trato con el diablo.