This book is dedicated to every woman who has ever felt self-conscious about her size. Outer beauty comes in all sizes, shapes, heights, ages, and colors. And inner beauty will always shine through, no matter what the packaging.
I’m not leaving you until you stop crying.” he stated pulling me down so we were ow laying on my bed facing each other.
You ought to be blowing me kisses, wench.
A lie of obsession is still a lie.
He’s kissing me everywhere, squeezing me, running his fingers over places no one else has touched.
Learning to pipe isn’t easy. At first it always sounds worse than a chicken yard full of squawking adolescent roosters.
Cooking isn’t hard. It just takes a little bit of imagination and determination.
Maybe before you start flirting with boys and kissing boys and trying to date boys, you should know who you are and where you stand.
Crushes weren’t made of quick and dirty; they were made of romance and fantasies. What would she do if he called her bluff?
Unease stole through her, and she shivered. Now that the moment had arrived, she was nervous. Damn it, this never happens in my fantasies.
It’s better worth being late for a chance of winning you than being in time for any other girl in the world.
No. You won’t do. You’ve treated me nicely, yes, but only because you find me curious and amusing. It made me feel so lonely, somehow... I’m really just a foolish and useless person.
I want to swear to the king of the king of the kings it’s enough. But this afternoon the magic has all run out.
Romance is thinking about your significant other, when you are supposed to be thinking about something else.
Each moment of a happy lover’s hour is worth an age of dull and common life.
Romantic love reaches out in little ways, showing attention and admiration. Romantic love remembers what pleases a woman, what excites her, and what surprises her. Its actions whisper; you are the most special person in my life.
He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.
Where love is concerned, too much is not even enough.
Sometimes you wake up from a dream. Sometimes you wake up in a dream. And sometimes, every once in a while, you wake up in someone else’s dream.
Like some wines our love could neither mature nor travel.