Live by your wits, not your artistry.
Happiness is only for those who have never experienced pleasure.
Do I care about pleasure? Yes. But I don't believe in happiness.
You are one of those rare women who look beautiful when they cry.
Gwen was the only woman I’d ever imagined in my future. The only one I wanted in my bed now. Today. This minute.
We were perfect, a little messy and a lot wild. There were no rules for August and me.
Mistakes we make in the past sometimes keep us connected. Heartache sometimes keeps us connected.
We were fifteen then, and I’d wanted to kiss him. I was one day from twenty-eight now, and I wanted to devour him.
You have been with me all along, even when it hurt like hell you have been with me, because I love you. And when you love someone they are with you forever.
I dunno. I think you’re running again. I think you need to take a chance. For once, let go of the control.
It’s not mine, it’s not yours Though imperfect, but it’s ours. We gotta breathe We gotta sleep We gotta laugh We gotta live. Can you hear me? This story belongs to us.
