"soulmates"タグの名言

What if you find your soul mate... at the wrong time?

True love is finding your soulmate in your best friend

A bond between souls is ancient - older than the planet.

I want you cool and regal, earthy and impertinent, spoiling for a fight and abashed at your own temper. I want you flushed with exertion and rosy with sleep. I want you teasing and provocative, somber and thoughtful. I want every emotion, every mood, every year in a lifetime to come. I want you beside me, to encourage and argue with me, to help me and let me help you. I want to be your champion and lover, your mentor and student.

Before I met you, my life ran on sheer amusement. After I met you, my life ran on sheer compassion.

Dear Judy Blume, why didn’t you write a book about how to survive talking to your centuries-old, super-duper experienced, smoking-hot soul mate about sex for the first time ever? That book would have been extremely helpful in preparing me for this incredibly awkward situation.

I was naked under his gaze. Skin was just that: skin. But to see your soul stripped, laid bare for the eyes of someone you barely knew-that was terrifying.

He was with me, beside me, inside me, and I did not care that my children were asleep, alone at home, or that the neighbors might come to know. He burned the fear out of me until all was left was desire.

lean in to kiss me in all the places where the ache is the most special.

Wolves mated for life. Where was he? Where was the echo to her howl, her mate? Was there no other lone wolf, searching the hills for her?

I hope you outlive me so I never have to know what life is like without you.

The longer I lived, the longer it would be until I saw him alive again, until I could taste his new lips and run my fingers through his new hair. We could be young and beautiful again . . .

stronger than mountains. a place where my heart feels the safest- underneath his shirt.

i immerse myself in you like i immerse myself into a beautiful story.

He didn't take any of my shit. I needed that.

With that, I took a deep breath and leapt; spreading my arms, pretending I could fly . . .

With callused hands i tasted the softness of the moon in the coldest winds i discovered my soul's warmest fireplace in the roughness of his stubble the tenderest love.

I married a man who was as much a part of me as my own soul.

in a world full of temporary things you are a perpetual feeling.

I had embraced you... long before i hugged you.