Lauren Eden Quotes

When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives.

Sometimes we are just the collateral damage in someone else's war against themselves.

Our bodies heal without permission but our hearts need consent. Give it.

The devil stole into the Garden of Eden. He carried with him the disease - amor deliria nervosa - in the form of a seed. It grew and flowered into a magnificent apple tree, which bore apples as bright as blood. -From Genesis: A Complete History of the World and the Known Universe, by Steven Horace, PhD, Harvard University

We live in the small spaces between our words hiding between the said and all we cannot say.

every line inside his palm and every fold of his skin told me the men like him were made to be written about.

All of us hate to be caged, Mitch. For Hyde, and maybe Chastity, it’s necessary. But for the rest of us, it’s a choice.” Eden stalked out, wondering which choice she was making.

Like confetti, that's how you throw love. You worry about the mess tomorrow.

And as I walked, I believed myself to be an Adam setting foot in a new Eden, sinless and wild-eyed, my sinews still stiff with creation.

The devil stole into the Garden of Eden. He carried with him the disease— amor deliria nervosa — in the form of a seed. It grew and flowered into a magnificent apple tree, which bore apples as bright as blood.

You're a complex girl. I tend to be drawn to things complex.

Loving you became just a different way to hate myself.

Eden would overtake the world and the mistake of man would be forgot.

I won't stay to die with you.

This was all too immature for my taste. Games were for people who couldn't stop playing them.

When you find yourself intimidated by a woman's strength, ask her how many men she had to become to stand in fir the one's who left.

Our bodies heal without permission, but our hearts need consent. Give it.

And Eden would overtake the world and the mistake of man would be forgot.

Think of music like you think of eating. There's meat and potatoes, very hearty basic comfort food that sticks to your bones and nourishes you. Then there's fluff. Chips, dessert, junk food. Stuff that won't make you healthy but you prefer because it's quick and there.

You should all know how to read music. It's as basic to understanding the composer's reaction as knowing how to read words on a page and understanding any of today's literature.

So you and your mom are close?' 'He nodded. 'She's done a good job being mother and father. I respect her. It couldn't have been easy.

I really hadn't lost my friends and I could always find a party, but those were temporary shelters that would disappear with the ease of night vanishing into day.

Every artist, whether he is an artist of music, word or paint, has a signature that sets him apart.

You think I look  like a queen from the outside?  Well, I can assure you that on the inside I am the whole fucking kingdom. Lauren Eden, Kingdom

You could've saved the whole damn world when it was alive if you had only loved yourself that much.

I was born with the meaning of home running through my veins.

You don’t have any apples to offer while you’re at it, do you?" she asked sourly. "Satan tempting Eve in the garden? Not a terribly flattering role for me, is it? And you’re overdressed for the part." Amy’s blush rivalled the hue of the dangerous fruit they had been discussing. Somehow, Lord Richard’s frankly admiring gaze made the yellow muslin of her gown feel as insubstantial as a string of fig leaves. Amy covered her confusion by saying quickly, "Might I ask a favour, my lord?" "A phoenix feather from the farthest deserts of Arabia? The head of a dragon on a bejewelled platter?" "Nothing quite that complicated," replied Amy, marvelling once again at the chameleon quality of the man beside her. How could anyone be so utterly infuriating at one moment and equally charming the next? Untrustworthy, she reminded herself. Mercurial. Changeable. "A dragon’s head wouldn’t be much use to me just now, unless it could offer me directions." Richard crooked an arm. "Tell me where you need to be, and I’ll escort you." Amy tentatively rested her hand on the soft blue fabric of his coat. "That’s quite a generous offer when you don’t know where I’m going." "Ten leagues beyond the wide world’s end?" suggested Richard with a lazy grin. "Methinks it is no journey?" Amy matched the quotation triumphantly, and was rewarded by the admiring light that flamed in Lord Richard’s eyes.