But relying on one person for your every need is so dangerous. One set of hands isn't enough to keep you from falling.

How could someone with a life this full feel this empty?

Her friendship . . . still existed, as if it was a living, breathing thing, something that came to life the moment it happened and didn't just go away because they no longer acknowledged it.

If a man has so much heat he burns your skin when he touches you, he's the devil. Run away

It was like the way you wanted sunshine on Saturdays, or pancakes for breakfast. They just made you feel good.

Magic is what we invent when we want something we think we cant have.

There was an art to the male posterior. That's all there was to it.