His lips tasted cool and sharp, peppermint, winter, but his hands, soft on the back of my neck, promised long days and summer and forever.
it may be a superhuman effort to lose oneself so completely, but that’s nothing compared to the effort of getting oneself back again
Her hair was pulled back so severely, it would have won approval from the Spanish Inquisition as a method of torture.
Sometimes, Miss Jarmond, it's not easy to bring back the past. There are unpleasant surprises. The truth is harder than ignorance
Saturday mornings, I’ve learned, are a great opportunity for kids to sneak into your bed, fall back asleep, and kick you in the face.
Love foods that sustain and protect you, and love you back.
Whenever you look back and say "if" you know you're in trouble. There is no such thing as "if". The only thing that matters is what really happened.
You know what they say,' Suz had texted. 'Once you go geek, you never go back.
You can not go back. That's why it's hard to choose. You have to make the right choice. As long, as you don't choose, everything remains possible.
Parents drinking is the reason you came into the world, and if we didn't keep doing it then, by God, it would be the reason you went back out of it.
Minho snickered and leaned back in his chair. “Man, you are one butt-load of sunshine, let me tell you.
She lifts a bowl of kheer and her thoughts, flittering like dusty sparrows in a brown back alley, turn a sudden kingfisher blue.
But that was just it - hate was exactly the right word. Hate is a force of attraction. Hate is just love with its back turned.
It was his eyes. When you looked into them, you saw chained violence baring teeth and claws back at you.
No one can turn back the clock. Lie about your age if you want, but we're all going in the same direction.
He’d done it like he did everything else—with passion and total disregard for how much it might embarrass her.
It would be too easy to become infatuated with a man like him, and also decidedly unwise considering the female debris left in his wake.
Both were military. That was clear.Reacher could tell by their haircuts. No civilian barber would be as pragmatic or as brutal.
I loved the feeling of finally falling in love to someone who would love me back.
Those were strange days, now that I look back at them. In the midst of life, everything revolved around death.
...on the job there was nothing but the job. You left the shit outside the door. You could always pick it up on your way back out.
