A P Sweet Quotes

There are only a few things that are more entertaining than watching a cat trying to run across a freshly waxed wood floor after a ball.

And suddenly, her day turned into the kind that explained why God invented chocolate, comfy pants, and booze.

She hadn't just drunk the Salvation Kool-Aid - she'd started to brew her own.

For a moment, blake said nothing. After chewing on her venom for a moment, he shrugged. "I would rather hate you for who I am than love me for who I am not

If you run from me, I will chase you, and I'll find you....

Percy (to Annabeth): If I was going to pick one person in the world to reattach my head, I'd pick you.Silena: Awww . . . Percy, that is so sweet!Annabeth: Shut up, Silena.

At least I don't look like a Christmas tree.""You look like the star atop the tree.

I knew in that moment, I would never love anyone in my life the way I loved Evan Mathews.

You know a lot about math, " I said. You know a lot about math? What type of statement was that? Right along the lines of "Hey, you have hair and it's red and curly." Real smooth.

And I can no more stop worrying about you than I can stop myself from breathing.

You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, Pigeon.”“Just remember that when I take all of your money in the next poker game, ” I said, pulling off my shirt.

I guess what scares me the most now is the thought that I won't be able to protect you

Trev, all you had to do was breathe to make me want you.

And that's humbling, knowing that your voice can mean so much to another person.

So why did you want to kiss me?""We're friends aren't we?" Callum shrugged.I relaxed into a smile. "Of course we are.""And if you can't kiss your friends who can you kiss?" Callum smiled.

My whole life had split in two: Smith and not Smith. I liked the Smith parts of it so much better.

Nikki "Brandon's never hurt anyone. He's competely sweet and adorable."I choked a little on the sip of sparkling water I'k just swallowed. If Brandon was sweet and adorable, I was Satan's bride.

It didn't matter what I wore, or how much sleep I'd had or not had, he always looked at me as if his world began and ended with me.

...I've never really had a party before.""Why did you have one now?" I say, just to keep him talking.He gives a half laugh. "I thought if I had a party, you would come.

I rose from marsh mudalgae, equisetum, willows, sweet green, noisybirds and frogs.

I don't say this to hurt you, love." The endearment slipped out without me even thinking about it.(...)"Say it again, " he said. "Call me your love.

Jocko likes salty, Jocko likes sweet, but never bring Jocko any hot sauce, like with jalapenos, because it makes Jocko squirt funny-smelling stuff out his ears.

HENDERSON, I LOVE YOUR NAME. I LOVE YOUR NOVEL. I LOVE YOUR FLANNEL SHIRTS, YOUR SMILE. I LOVE BENJAMIN FRANKLIN AND DINOSAURS AND VOLCANOES.

See, this is the thing.” He leans closer. “Me kissing you, you disappearing, that’s my nightmare.

I’m memorizing what takes me away. What saves me.

My lips part, wanting to tell him a story, wanting to kiss him more than I want to breathe

Sweet is highly overrated." So is responsible, loyal, and every other adjective you'd find scrawled in my yearbook.

Tell me what you want" he [Warner] says desperately. "Tell me what to do, " he says, "and I'll do it.

Let her go!" That was a new voice, young but full of authority. ... There was Prince Maxon...."Open the doors.""But-Your Majesty-""Open the doors now and let her go. Now!

Would you like me to let you go home to your love today?" he asked. It was obvious that my preference for someone else bothered him, but instead of choosing to ve angry, he showed compassion.

Remove yourself from temptation. Don't even look at something if you know you shouldn't have it.

You stay on me like my godsdamned shadow, vampire."Mirceo's lips curved. "Eternally, demon.

It made me feel as if I was taking back some control over my life when everything else had been shaken up so frighteningly.

I figured I got the prettiest, sweetest, smartest wife ever to be, " he said softly.

A lifestyle of love makes reigning sweet and the best

I have built, deep in my heart, a chapel filled with you.

The magazine said to blend. Daisy blended for all she was worth, trying to spread that dark stuff around.

She hated the way roses smelled, their sweetness too fragile. She wanted a garden of evergreens. A garden of stones. A garden of swords.

It’s like being offered lemonade after having something really sweet. The lemonade was wonderful before, but it just tastes sour after.

You know how you get rid of tears?” I asked. He shook his head. “You find somebody you love and you hug them.

I’m selfish.Selfish enough to want it all.And I know if I don’t have you . . .. . . I don’t have anything.

So... Stop shaking my heart like this.

You're not nothing.

And he listened to me. That was the thing he did, as if he was trying to fill himself up with all the sound he could hear.

If I'd spoken, even just one word, I would have never been able to hold back what I feel for you. You would have run.

You're the proverbial diamond in the rough", she'd said to him once, touching his nose lightly with the tip of her electrifying finger.

Dear Clutch, I hope I see you again. Here's my number if you want to call. Thanks for last night. Your human is nice. ~D

A breath?" she asked. She didn't want to kiss just any wooden man. He looked nice enough, but he might not be like his looks. A kiss seemed very forward. He might remember it, and make assumptions.

I pictured a girl who made every moment, everything she touched, and everyone around her feel lighter and sweeter.

I have my moments, ” he mused.“They’re few and far between, ” Icountered, grinning