Rk Quotes

Life hurts.  As long as it doesn’t kill us, we weather it.

I’m going to ruin you. I’ll be your first, and I’ll fuck you so thoroughly that I’ll be your last too. You won’t want any other man after I’ve gotten my hands on you.

Because that’s how love works.  It doesn’t die, even when you don’t feed it.  That’s just the way it is.  I wouldn’t change it, even if I could.  Loving her has become a part of who I am.

I don't feel alone with you. I feel like I have a family and a home again. You're my home. All of the dark shadows seem to disappear when we're together.

Is it romantic or psychotic when I say I'll never let you leave me?

Now you will feel no rain, For each of you will be shelter to the other. Now you will feel no cold, For each of you will be warmth to the other. Now there is no more loneliness for you. For each of you will be companion to the other. Now you are two bodies, But there is only one life before you.

life is about making right things and going on..

God, did I miss you, Love. Is thirty too young to retire from working? I'd love to just make love to you full-time, instead

Love doesn't let you walk away clean. Love is messy. Love takes a fucking piece of you before it's done.

I'm going to fuck you hard on the hood of this car, in the pouring rain. And. You. Are. Not. Going. To. Forget. It.

There you go, belittling us again. You must know by now that I've never done any of this for anyone else. I was a slut once with my body, but I've never been a slut with my heart.

I fell in love with your eyes first because I looked into their depths and saw the other half of my soul.

The world went from black and white and into color when I laid eyes on you, my love. There'll be no going back.

Mr. Stalker Mr. Kinky Mr. Spellcaster Mr. Charming Mr. Personality Mr. Stalker Mr. Celebrity Mr. Beautiful Mr. Mercurial

He lay down beside me, pulling me back to his chest and throwing his arm over me. “Mine,” he whispered in my ear.

I knew I had a problem. I was starting to like that kinky rich bastard.

If you are having trouble understanding, let me spell it out for you … This is serious, Bianca. I’ve never been more fucking serious in my life.

I wanted to belong to someone, and for someone to belong to me.

Even mosochists need lovers. What would a girl like me do without someone like you? Perhaps everyone is good for someone.

There was something so comforting in the certainty that someone knew about your biggest flaws and was still willing to stick around.

You are the most perfect fucking thing I've ever seen in my life

Careful, Love. You can't offer a starving man a feast and expect him not to take you up on it.

It was hard to remember that we weren't supposed to feel anything for each other when he looked at me like I was more important than the next breath.

Meet my future. Her name is Bianca. Come to terms with it. My advice would be to get on her good side.

In private, though, you may call me Mr. Cavendish

Danika, sweetheart?" he rasped. "Yes, Tristan?" "I'm done being sweet, if you don't mind. I need to fuck you really hard now, if that's okay.

Life is funny like that, making us pay for the same stupid mistakes even after we've learned from them thoroughly.

Friendship was another illusion like love, though it did not reach the same mad heights. People pretended that they were friends, when the fact was they were brought together by force of circumstances.

I want you to let go. i want you to submit. I want to make you lose your mind. I want you to be so far gone that the only word left in your vocabulary is my name.

You can't call me boo." "Why not?" "Because you're not a rapper, and I'm not your shorty.

On a scale of one to ten, what was he?" "How would, 'I want him to fuck me to death, and he just might', rate on that scale?

You’re the most gorgeous creature on the planet. How do you not know that you’ve completely ruined me for other men?

I had fallen in love with a perfect lie.

It's ironic that I'd use you for my wingman, when I want to fuck you more than any of the women here.

I want you so badly that I'd do just about anything to have you," he said roughly. "The only thing I won't do though, is risk losing you. Can you promise me that if we do this, I won't lose you?

How could one person, who’d proven to be so inherently bad for me, so wrong, still be so utterly necessary for my happiness? It wasn’t fair.

He smiled his best smile, the one that ruined me for every other smile in the world.

Somebody is smitten with my Buttercup.

I want to deserve you, my love.

You’re my favorite subject, Love. I’ll start with your eyes. I fell in love with those first. One look was like a punch to the guy. You have these ageless eyes on such a young face. I just knew that you had seen bad things, and from the start, I knew that you could understand pain. Understand feeling hopeless and helpless and alone. I fell in love with your eyes first because I looked into their depths and saw the other half of my soul.

Oh, sweetheart. You haven’t been paying attention … I am the guy who has been in love with you for over six fucking years. I am the guy that has thought about you every day. I miss you every day. What happened — what we lost together — breaks my heart, but it doesn’t change anything.

Love, I want you everywhere I go. I’d put you in my pocket, if I could.

Love is not about want. Love is not about good. Love doesn’t let you walk away clean. Love is messy. Love takes a fucking piece of you before it’s done. If it is ever even possible to be done.

Love is like that. It's like a wildfire in my blood.

I have many regrets, many bad things I must take credit for, but believe me when I say that the negative impact that all of my actions have had on your life is my biggest one.

I want you to feel what I’m feeling, Bianca. I want you to feel this uncontrollable need. I can’t stand the thought that you’re indifferent to me.

You feel so good sweetheart. I swear nothing's ever felt better in my whole fucking life.

His soul was a mirror of my own.

Every inch of you was sent to me from heaven.

She was the one. If I’d ever had a doubt, I didn’t now. She was the one I’d be thinking about, longing for, until I took my last breath. If I lost her tomorrow, I’d pine for her like a lovesick fool. This was the kind of love that only hit you once in your life.

You have such dreams in your eyes.

Frankie and Estella want your sperm for their baby,” I began. He blinked , then bent down and kissed me on the nose. “Will they buy me dinner first?

I wondered how my heart could be both light with happiness and heavy with love at the same time.

Knowing and feeling were two very different things.

An exquisite flower for my exquisite girl.

You're more precious than my own life to me, Bianca.

You read me so well without me ever having to say the words. It astounds me. Perhaps we were made for each other. You're making me a believer, my love.

You don't need to follow every impulse in life; you don't need to take on every gamble. But some, even ones that have burned you before, well some of them you do. Some of the sweetest moments in life come from second chances.

You were this perfect, enchantingly beautiful girl that made the world brighter just by being in it, and you were ours. I can’t tell you how sorry I am that I drove you away.

This is paradise. You took my paradise with you when you left, Lana.

I never thought I'd have the urge to fuck someone to death.

He kissed me.   A desperate, hungry, wild, make me forget the past and the future kind of kiss.

Tristan Vega: Thanks for accepting my friend request . I promise to try my hardest to refrain from sending you too many dick pics.

Bitch be cray cray. --Murphy

That hurts me deep in my soul, Danika. I wouldn't do that to you. I'd make sure you came, first and last. I'd go down on you every time, if that's what you like. I'd lick-

Somewhere, in the great expanse of space, There is a home where souls reside, Yours and mine were joined together I have not moved from that place, God help me, I’ll never move from that place But there was a poison in my heart, And a darkness in my mind I wasn’t there when you were drowning Though I’d give my soul to take it back You had to leave me behind

This is all yours right here. All of me. No one else gets a thing from me, you understand? I wouldn’t do that to you. I wouldn’t make all these promises if I didn’t intend to keep them.

This education has reduced us to a nation of morons; we were strangers to our own culture and camp followers of another culture, feeding on leavings and garbage . . . What about our own roots? . . . I am up against the system, the whole method and approach of a system of education which makes us morons, cultural morons, but efficient clerks for all your business and administration offices.

Don’t leave us again, Lana,” he whispered roughly. “Don’t leave me. Stay. Please.

Rough rides are smoother when you’ve got a passenger who understands the road.

This is my child. I planted it. I saw it grow. I loved it. Don't cut it down...

You may have fucked a lot of women, James, but I’m your first lover.

How about we call it lovingly fucking your brains out?

How could such a beautiful man be insecure?

Sometimes love isn’t forever. Sometimes it’s just moments in your life that teach you. If it’s the forever after kind of love, it’ll find you again. If it isn’t, don’t let a broken heart break you. Let it make you love harder. Love is a mistake worth making.

THE FRIENDS DON'T LIST Because I like you too much to sleep with you

I never cried a tear of self-pity.  That had never been my poison.  Bitter was my poison, and it took every ounce of character I possessed not to let it consume me.

That will get you fucked in a hurry, Love.

We're going to do this nice and slow. All I want from you is your surrender. Beyond that, you don't have to think about a thing. Understand?

Everything you promised, and everything I need. What I’m willing to give to you is what I want from you. Can’t you do that for me, Tristan? Isn’t there enough of you left?

Is it possible I’m not as sexy as I think I am?

There's no room in perfection for insecurity.

Didn't you know I was out here, just waiting for a friend like you?" "Of course I didn't know. I'd have been dancing on top of every bar in town, instead of studying, if I'd known that." "Tell me not to kiss you," he said, when his lips were a breath away from mine. "Don't kiss me," I told him, my voice a breathless rasp. "Mean it," he said, crowding me into the corner of the pool. He tilted my chin up with his finger. "I can't," I gasped. The words had barely left my lips before he was kissing me.

I don’t know how I even did it,” said Tristan softly. “Looking back from here, I have no idea where I found the strength to let you stay out of my life for so long.

Only one thing that you can see and hear that is beautiful and frightening at the same time, and that is a thunder storm.

Everything feels new, now that I have you. The world’s gone into color now, and I want to see it all again with you.

I can’t change my past, Bianca. All I can do is be honest with you, and I’ve done my best.

Certain things acquired an evil complexion if phrased, but remained harmless in the mind.

You put your soul into those paintings, and nothing in this world is more beautiful to me than that soul of yours.

You ready to leave now? I don’t find the idea of fucking you against that wall behind you even slightly unpleasant. Exhibitionism has never been a problem for me. Is that something you’d like to try?

I had the crucial and inescapable realization that I wanted him. Not just in bed. Not just as a friend, but all of him. Every piece of the puzzle. I'd never wanted anything so badly in my life.

Yes, you scare me,” I told him, after a very long silence, while I processed his answer. “But I’m irrevocably fucked up, so you excite me in equal measures. I find it liberating, to let someone control me…

I thought that might have been the worst thing about losing someone, that moment between asleep and awake, when you had to remember and accept the loss again, relive that moment when your life changed, and you lost something dear.

I love you. I know I said I needed time, but that was a big fat lie. I fell in love with you more than a year ago, and those feelings never went away, not for me. I was just trying to protect my heart when I told you that I needed more time to fall for you. I've been here all along.

Love is never satisfied with half-measures.  It won’t take parts of you.  It will own all of you, every single, longing piece.   “Love will make you its slave,” I stated venomously.  “It will ruin you.  Grind you under its heel until you don’t recognize what’s left.   “Love will take your soul.

Even love couldn’t cushion a fall like ours. My love for Tristan was so big that I felt consumed by it, and even so, it was not enough to overpower our combined demons. I struggled. I yelled and screamed. I scratched and kicked. I fought like hell, but even the most determined fighters have to stop before they break. No one could say I didn’t fight for him,

I loved your eyes first,” I told him , repeating his words from a few weeks ago back to him, because it was true, and because we were two halves of a whole—we had been all along, and he’d been so clever to know it right away. I used to think it was insanity, but now I was beginning to think that it was pure brilliance. “I see it, too, James. I see the other half of my soul in you.

The director cleared her throat just a few shots in. “Um, so, is there anything you can do about that, Mr Cavendish? This is not an X-rated publication…” James, shameless bastard that he was, seemed completely unfazed. “You’ll just need to shoot me waist up. You were the one who wanted my girlfriend in the shot, putting her hands on me. What did you think was going to happen?

I feel so lost.” He took my hands in his. “Not anymore. I’m right here. I’ve got you.” “There is this hollow place inside of me, where my faith in you used to be. I am so full of fear, and I do not know how to let myself trust you again. I don’t have the strength to do this. Not again.” “I’ve got enough for both of us.” He moved closer, wrapping me in his arms.

I returned from the village. The house seemed unbearably dull. But I bore it. "There is no escape from loneliness and separation...." I told myself often. "Wife, child, brothers, parents, friends.... We come together only to go apart again. It is one continuous movement. They move away from us as we move away from them. The law of life can't be avoided. The law comes into operation the moment we detach ourselves from our mother's womb. All struggle and misery in life is due to our attempt to arrest this law or get away from it or in allowing ourselves to be hurt by it. The fact must be recognized. A profound unmitigated loneliness is the only truth of life. All else is false. My mother got away from her parents, my sisters from our house, I and my brother away from each other, my wife was torn away from me, my daughter is going away with my mother, my father has gone away from his father, my earliest friends - where are they? They scatter apart like the droplets of a waterspray. The law of life. No sense in battling against it...." Thus I reconciled myself to this separation with less struggle than before.