You are my Marilyn. You are my lake full of fishes. You are my sky set, my 'Hollywood in Miniature,' my pink Cadillac, my highway, my martini, the stage for my heart to rock and roll on, the screen where my movies light up.

We no longer believe in fairy tales. But we will learn to believe in monsters

He was so handsome,but he didn't look well.He reminded her of a cigarette.

I wish I wasn’t a girl who needed so much but a little free creature that slept in deserts and ran on clouds and lived on lilies.

Besides, secretly, without knowing it herself, she had been waiting for a Beast to go to.

You're meant to have whatever your heart desires. Whatever your heart wants that much is already a part of you.

There’s nowhere to escape,” Dobey said, jamming his hands into his pockets and staring into the Valley. That’s not true, baby,” said Desiree. She took his hands and pulled him to her, wrapping her legs around his torso. She could feel the sobs in both of them, but quiet, silenced by the kiss. They could escape inside each other.