Then, as one hand tightened on me and his other ran gently over my hair, I noticed something. He didn't smell right.

I'm like a fine wine. I get better with age. The best is yet to come.

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.

One of the few downsides to being awakened is that we no longer require sleep; therefore we also no longer dream. It's a shame, because if I could dream, I know I'd dream about you.

Wait until next time," he warned. "I'll do things that'll make you lose control within seconds.

My heart shattered. My world shattered

She was right about something else too," Dimitri said after a long pause.... "That I do still love you.

No one had ever called me unnatural before, except for the time I put ketchup on a taco. But seriously, we'd been out of salsa, so what else was I supposed to do?

You see something you like?

Dont worry, Roza, I'm not afraid. I'll take whatever heat they give me over being with you. It's worth it.

Dimitri: "Do not do that again."Rose: "Don't kiss me back then."- Dimitri Belikov & Rose Hathaway (Frostbite)

When you truly love someone, his/her weaknesses are not meant to be discussed with other people, they are meant to be understood by you.

Not forgiving is like drinking rat poison and then waiting for the rat to die.

Corrupt utility companies require a corrupt legal system to protect them from their own sickened workers and the masses.

Do not destroy anybody’s peace. You will find peace.

Unemployment is due to the large import of goods from Britain and other countries. The Government haven't used the powers which they have for the benefit of the country.

After all, it’s what we’ve done that makes us what we are.

I use geometric and mathematical ideas to organize material, but those are tools. The purpose of the work is not to expose that at all, but to arrive at some kind of expressiveness.

Oh, when a mother meets on high The babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight?

Girl talk. That thing I've always been so bad at.

where would the shout of love begin, if not from the summit of sacrifice?