She had watched other women with infants and eventually understood what she craved: the boundless permission-no, the absolute necessity- to hold and kiss and stroke this tiny person. Cradling a swaddled infant in their arms, mothers would distractedl...
I stepped between him and the window so I was inches from his face. “There’s only one Ophi I’ve ever been interested in.” I tugged on his arm, making him face me again. I reached up on my toes and pressed my lips against his. He wrapped his a...
Sometime later, I stood watching the cold rain fall, when suddenly I felt Daemon's arms around me and his lips on my neck. He loved my pregnant body and his hands roamed over it under the warm terrycloth of my bathrobe. I was lost in the moment, cont...
Vampires do breathe, by the way, but their chests don't move like humans'. Have you ever lain in the arms of your sweetheart and tried to match your breathing to his, or hers? You do it automatically. Your brain only gets involved if your body is hav...
Murphy caught that arm and continued the motion, using her own body as a fulcrum in a classic hip throw - except that Binder was facing in the opposite direction than usual for that technique. You could hear his arm come out of its socket fifty feet ...
If love were enough, I’d tell St Peter to close his gates; I’d block out the stars, and cover the moon with a fist. I’d find a place where time stands still, where no world would exist, except one where we could stand together arm in arm. Excep...
He reached out a long arm and drew me in, holding me close against him. I put my arms around him and felt the quiver of his muscles, exhausted, and the sheer hard strength still in him, that would hold him up, no matter how tired he might be. We stoo...
If you heard your lover scream in the next room and you ran in and saw his pinkie on the floor, in a small puddle of blood. You wouldn't rush to the pinkie and say, 'Darling, are you OK? ' No, you'd wrap your arms around his shoulders and worry about...
Julien's Mother: You think you're the first to play "Dares"? Julien à 8 ans: Mom? What's the craziest thing you ever did? Julien's Mother: Fly. Julien à 8 ans: FLY? Fly where? Julien's Mother: Across the sky. Julien à 8 ans: Show me. Come on, fly,...
[Wolverine approaches Stryker, chained to the outside of the dam, while carrying Artie in his arms] William Stryker: Who has the answers, Wolverine? Those people? That creature in your arms? Huh? Huh? [Wolverine looks at Artie, then takes off his "Wo...
Why, darling, I don't live at all when I'm not with you.
And this was the price you paid for sleeping together.
The place of happiness you can return to is in the arms of the one you love.
There is a satire that exists in 'My Arm,' but there is also an honoring of some of the stronger ideas that I've raided from visual art.
Life's a party. So smile and eat shit and pretend it's fucking caviar.
Armed neutrality makes it much easier to detect hypocrisy.
He's a bit set in his ways." "Congealed, I should think.
This war has begun in darkness and it will end in silence.
Lay your sleeping head, my love, Human on my faithless arm;
My arms would be wrapped around him like angels’ wings.
how these words, wait to die in the arms of all the poetry.. yet to be written.
