The truth is I do love you. Admitting that means opening myself up to all that pain when you leave. After you realize this wasn’t love, but gratitude.
Before she knew it, she was just another set of eyes in a dusty attic, waiting for the stairs to creak.
I loved you as a boy and fell in love with you as a man. You’re in here so deep that there is no you, no me. Only us.
You knew me before I made my millions, and you were nice to me when you didn’t have to be. That’s the kind of person I want in my corner.
Matters of the heart were important, but people tended to put too much stock in the particular organ when, in retrospect, it was only tissue. It pumped blood and the body couldn’t live without it, sure, but it had no actual bearing on love. The soul was what made a person distinct—the part that lived on after death, how one being connected to another, and what bound essence.
Hunter versus prey, and the look in his eyes told her, in no uncertain terms, eating her alive was a distinct possibility.
You keep looking at me like that and we won't make it through dinner. I'll take you right there on that counter. No doubt you'd taste better.
I look at you and my heart pounds, when for years, I don't think it beat at all. You fill the cracks and crevices, take away the emptiness. And when you're not by my side, the loss is unimaginable.
If you’re trying to tell me you’re not used to mattering to someone, I might just bleed out right here on the floor.
The first sign that Karma was now in cahoots with the Devil Incarnate to ruin her existance should've been before sunrise and pre-coffee.
Life Lessons According to Camryn:One must handle stress like a dog; if you can't eat it or play with it, pee on it and walk away
She had yet to actually call him by his real name. The psychologist in him had all kinds of theories as to why. The man in him wanted to hear her say it. Just once.
At least that left hope for him. Except Beauty and the Geek wasn’t exactly the proper translation of the popular fairy tale.