Stuff was nice. Love was better. Refocusing on Novo, he said, “I would rather be in a hovel with you than a castle with anybody else.
If I could, I would bleed out in your arms. I can’t think of anywhere else I’d rather be when I die.
Funny how losses were as much of a currency as happiness in life. Somehow, they were noticed more, though.
And he was not surprised that the mahmen was the one who’d woman’d up. After however many years in homicide, he had learned about the differences between the sexes. Men were physically stronger, true. But the women? They were the warriors. As much as those males who had come with her would have run into a burning building to save her, not one of them was strong enough to take her place for this heartbreaking duty. Because they couldn’t handle it. “All.
Cuando eres esencialmente infeliz, estar con la persona que amas no es suficiente.
When it came to being a legend, all it took was one person to recognize that you were epic. That was it.
What? he said. “Oh, you’re thinking about my glock. Yeah, it’s a big one.
Life is crazy. The foolish thing is thinking it isn’t.
First loves were by definition passion with training wheels on. Sometimes you lucked out and the future was long and full of self-discovery on both sides that only brought you closer together. But more often than not, you had too much to learn about yourself.
No child, no matter how they behave, is responsible for keeping their parents together or in a healthy relationship. That’s up to the grown-ups. That’s their job.
Strength would be his offering to them. Power his eulogy. Vengeance the prayer at their graves.
Why the hell do you care?” With a shrug, Mayhem replied, “I don’t have anything better to do. And I haven’t been allowed to watch TV for how long? Your drama is going to be my new favorite show.
I learned long ago never to predict. All you can do is influence what you can and endure the rest.
Finally, after so much heartache, she was going to get what she had always wanted, what she deserved. A male who loved all of her unconditionally. And they were going to live happily ever after. Or she was going to beat his ass.
Yes, she thought. The one who had always felt a little lost had found her footing and her voice. And it turned out both were that of a lion.
What the Hell happened to that angel,” Butch murmured.”It’s like he’s running out of battery strength.” Shaking his head, V went back to his phone. “Betty White did die. Maybe that’s why he’s in decline.
Among all the phrases in all the languages in all the worlds, there was one that never lost its luster, no matter how many times it was spoken. “I love you” never got worn out.
Animals have a way of being closer to our hearts than people, sometimes.
Gin supposed, considering how umptious his first wife Chantel was, anything short of a farm animal would be an improvement.
Man, humans had it all wrong. The most dangerous thing about vampires wasn’t the fangs. It was the codependency.