Vi Keeland Quotes

Cheating isn’t a mistake; it’s a choice.

Don’t focus on the what ifs. Focus on what is.

Fear does not stop death. It stops life.

When life knocks you down, stop and look around for one thing that’s good, because there is always something. Then cling to that good.

You can only find true happiness within yourself, not inside of other people, no matter how much you care about them. Make yourself happy, and the rest will come. I promise.

Life isn’t about the big win. It’s about the person you call first to tell that you’ve won.

Sometimes the words that are left unspoken are the ones that most needed to be said.

You have my heart. Promise me you'll keep it safe.' 'Only if you promise never to give mine back.

Don't be afraid to get hurt. It's far better than never experiencing anything earth-shattering. Even temporary joy is better than nothing at all.

I think most women, especially women who work hard and have a lot on their mind, prefer a man to come home, lift her off her feet and take her against the wall rather than hand her some bullshit flowers and pussyfoot around with sweet gestures all night.

If you want to know where your heart is, look where your mind goes when it wanders.   -Unknown

Sometimes what you’re looking for comes when you’re not looking at all.   -Unknown

Sometimes we believe things not because we know they are true, but because the lies are easier to accept.

She said, ‘Forgive me for being a dreamer,’ and he took her by the hand and replied, ‘Forgive me for not being here sooner to dream with you.’”—J. Iron Word Thank you for making all of my dreams come true. Your love, Reed

I feel like I'm stuck in a bad movie, with a little devil sitting on one shoulder and an angel on the other. But the goddamn devil is twice the size and my angel is a fucking mute. Great, I have a fucking mute angel.

It says Fear does not stop death. It stops life.” I

My life was far from Sex and the City. It was more like Sex and the Pity. Or Sex and the Shitty.

I think it’s better to spend years treasuring a memory that might hurt sometimes than to never make one at all.

If you don’t change direction, you may end up where you’re heading.

They say blood is thicker than water, but that doesn’t mean shit. Everyone needs water to live.

Being afraid is when you let fear control your life, let it stop you from doing what you want. When you’re afraid, but you look your fear in the eye and live, that’s courageous.

That’s the thing about true love—we never see the beginning or the end.

If you fall in love with someone else, the other person you still love was never meant to be yours forever.

I’d go three hundred and sixty-four days thirsty if it meant I got to drink you in for just one.

Sometimes you don’t know what you’re missing until you find it.

If you want to know where your heart is, look where your mind goes when it wanders.

When you spend too much time looking back and trying to figure out what went wrong, you're missing out on moving forward.

But you need to figure out how to love the life that you have, while you work on the life that you want.

You're that song. I don't know any of the words, but the tune is so damn familiar.

I may not be an expert in women, but I know enough about them to know that fine means definitely not fucking fine .

I launched myself at him, throwing my arms around his neck. “I quit.” He wrapped his arm around my waist, and with one quick hitch, he lifted me up. “It’s about damn time.

Why are you…walking a goat?

Forget whiplash, this woman had bitchlash;

I'm sorry for looking at your ass." "When did you look at my ass?" "Every chance I get?" "Apology accepted.

You’re fired,” he groaned as he buried his face in my hair. “So fucking fired.

We all make mistakes. Life doesn’t come with instructions. Someone who loves you will forgive you for them. But when you hide them or lie about them, they’re no longer mistakes—they’re decisions.

Sometimes confidence is worn like a mask to shield people from seeing insecurities.

Impatient much?” “Patience is bitter. It's the fruit that’s sweet.” “Did you just quote Aristotle?” “Maybe.

Maybe I couldn’t get you out of my head because you’re supposed to be there.

Glad I coated you with my sweat now. It'll keep the other lions away.

I think it took me this long to realize what moving on meant. It doesn’t mean forgetting what you’ve left behind. It means making her a memory and deciding to have a future without her in it.

Sweetheart, I know you. You didn’t put up that wall to keep him out. You put it up to watch him break it down to get to you.

Here’s the good I’m holding on to today. I’m lucky to have known someone who was so hard to say goodbye to.

We’ve both been fighting it for different reasons. But you’ve been mine since I saw you.

If our kisses were each a story, this was the one where the hero got the girl, and they rode off into the sunset.

Our fears are temporary—they come and go throughout life. But regret is permanent—we carry it with us forever.

I prefer to live my life looking forward, not backward. You look in the rearview mirror too often, sometimes you miss what’s right in front of you.

I’ll go along with the no-sex thing, but mark my words. When the time comes, I’m not gonna be the one begging for it.

I needed to let go of what I thought my life was supposed to look like in order to write a new story.

What comes easy won’t last long, and what lasts long won’t come easy.

It would be my pleasure to leave the gentleman at the door and fuck you four ways dirty.

Do you prefer to be on top or bottom?” “I prefer whatever makes you yell louder when I fuck you harder than you’ve ever been fucked.

The two of you fight like an old married couple, flirt like you’re in high school, and confide in each other like you’re lifelong best friends.

And I suppose all of your women are fast asleep after you take care of them.” “Damn straight. I’m like a superhero. The Prolactinator.

I quickly scoop up the rest of my personal life on display on the sidewalk and I'm relieved that I had removed the flavored condoms that Regina had shoved into my purse before I left yesterday. Bacon Flavor. What woman wants to taste meat while, you know, tasting meat?

Who do you belong to, Syd?” “You, Jack.” “Say it, Syd.” “I belong to you.

Hope. It’s an amazing thing. It grows inside of you like a vine and wraps around your heart, making it warm. Until someone stomps on it.

You've always had my heart, and I don't ever want it back.

It's not a scar. It's just a cut that healed. The real scars are the ones you can't see-those are the hardest to heal'"- Rachel

We don’t fall in love with the perfect person; we fall in love despite a person’s imperfections.

Blowing out someone else’s candle doesn’t make yours shine brighter. Today

You’re the red in my black and white world.

You terrify me, Soraya.” “Likewise.” “But that’s the very reason that I just know.” “Know what?” “That this could be the real thing.

We're only afraid of the things that mean the most to us.

There are two sides to that man. Thoughtless and thoughtful. Not sure he got the in-between gene.

And, sweetheart, we live in New York City. There are two things we don’t have to chase after: trains and men. Because there’ll always be another one ready to pick us up right behind the first.

don’t apologize for your truths, only your lies’.

Because music expresses all the things people can’t say, but are impossible to keep quiet.

Distance is only a test to see how far love travels.

Don’t ask me to explain it, but when I’m around you, I’m happy. That’s all I’m after.

Bennett steadied us and pressed his lips to mine. His thumbs wiped the tears from my eyes. "Thank you for loving me even when I hated myself.

The world keeps spinning without you. The world keeps spinning, but I stand still.

You’re not a woman who needs a man. You’re a woman a man needs.

When we met, we were two injured souls. But keeping the real out of our lives for fear of what we might find. But nothing could have kept us apart. I never believed in destiny. Thought that was a bunch of crap for people who read too many books. Until you.

Why are we so scared of each other right now, Rush?” “Because when you finally accept that you found the one, it’s terrifying that you might lose them and then there’d never be another.

My grandmother always said a lady gave an angel’s smile and kept her devilish thoughts to herself.

You ever look at someone and know that if you let them, they could turn your life upside down... completely ruin you?

I really can’t stand you.” “Maybe you should bend over…see if you like me better in that position.

Maybe, just maybe, neither one of us had found the right one before now…because we hadn’t met each other yet.

He stared into my eyes like he could see inside me. It made me feel exposed, yet beautifully accepted.

I think some people get inside our hearts and stay, even long after they physically leave.

Because while fate decided we came into each other’s lives, sometimes we have to fight to stay. And every day, you remind me we’re worth the fight.

Both our dishes looked more like art when they arrived. “I hate to eat it; it’s so beautiful.” “I have the opposite problem. It’s so beautiful; I can’t wait to eat it.” His smirk told me his comment had nothing to do with his fancy looking dinner. I

Perfect is highly overrated. I'm a character in my story, going through the chapters of my life as if it was written by an imaginary person, when I should be the author. - Elle

Because while the truth hurts, it’s like a Band-Aid when you rip it off. The pain goes away. It’s the lies and questioning that keep you aching for a long time.

Be with me. Yell at me. Scream at me. Be angry with me… but be with me.

Ride me. You're so tight and wet. I'm going to fill up that pretty little pussy and make it mine. In you. So that the whole god damn world knows you're mine.

My boyfriend recently asked me to marry him. I said yes. He’s the sweetest, kindest man I’ve ever known. Problem is, the diamond he gave me was smaller than I hoped for. I don’t really want to hurt his feelings. I need to know a polite way to express my disappointment. –Lori, Manhattan   God has the same dilemma when it comes to you, sweetheart. P.S. When your fiancé dumps your selfish ass, give him my number.   Answering

We all have light and dark inside us, love. We try to hide the darkness from others because we’re afraid it will scare them away. But your dark doesn’t scare me, Luca. It only makes me want to hold your hand and be your light until you can find your own again. That’s what people do when they’re in love. I won’t always be able to give you your light back, because sometimes you need to find that within yourself, but I’ll stand by your side and hold your hand in the dark so things aren’t so scary.

You want the truth? … I’m attracted to you. Really attracted to you. Have been since the first time I saw you. Tried to be respectful, considering you were seeing someone. Done doing that. If you work here, I’m going to try to get you into my bed.

You're smart and confident and the people around you seem to love you." He stops and watches me, I can tell he is deciding to continue. "And when I look into your eyes I see a little light flicker..." He pauses for a second. I look at him, but still don't speak. "And for the last twenty four hours all I could think about was what it would take to turn that flicker into a flame.

So you really don’t have anything against women in the locker room?” “I have something against you in the locker room.” He pulled me from sitting to lying on top of him. “Why?” “Because the only dick I want you seeing these days is mine.” “That’s an oddly sweet statement.” “I’m an oddly sweet kinda guy. Now shut up and kiss me.” My

You're here." I look up at him. "I am." My voice is soft, but I can tell by the smirk on his face that he hears me just fine. "Does that mean not really is a no then?" His face is serious now. "Ask me again." I grin up at the handsome face that is towering over me, invading my personal space. "Are you seeing anyone?" "No." My response is assertive. "Yes. You are." I'm confused. "I am?" "I don't share Elle." "Oh." Oh my.

I had thought peace was a place where there was no turbulence or fear. Where there were no highs and lows and where happiness was found in the calm at the center. But at that moment, I finally realized peace wasn’t about avoiding things. It was about making the choice to live life with all its chaos around you, and in the midst of it all, having calm in your heart.

I’d like to report a robbery.” “Robbery?” I arched an eyebrow and looked around. A lone folding chair and crappy metal folding chair were the only furniture in the entire space. “What exactly am I stealing? Your winning personality?” She amended her complaint to the police. “A breaking and entering. I’d like to report a breaking and entering at 575 Park Avenue.” She paused and listening. “No, I don’t think he’s armed. But he’s big. Really big. At least six feet. Maybe bigger.” I smirked. “And strong. Don’t forget to tell them I’m strong, too. Want me to flex for you?

I want more with you. I can’t promise you what that is or where it will go, but it’s more than just physical. I’m attracted to everything about you – you’re smart, honest, funny, brave, a little nutty – and you make me smile for no reason. There’s no denying I want you in my bed. I think you’ve caught on to that part by now. But I want this, too. I’m tired of looking back. It’s been a long time since I’ve wanted to live in the moment.

I figured I’d lay all my cards on the table. You’re not having sex. I’m not having sex. Thought maybe we could work through our problem together.” “I don’t have a problem.” “So why aren’t you having sex, then?” “Why aren’t you?” “Because I’d like to have it with you, and you haven’t given in to me. Yet” He brought the beer to his lips and watched me as he drank. “I can’t believe we’re having this conversation. You know I’m seeing someone.” “I do. That’s why we’re having this conversation. If you weren’t seeing someone, I’d have you up on that kitchen island showing you what I want to do to you, rather than telling you.” “Is that so?” He moved closer. “It is.” “What if I’m not into you in that way?” Chase looked down, his eyes lingering on my nipples. My very erect nipples. “Your body says otherwise.

You have three seconds to get out of my office. Otherwise you’re giving me permission to do whatever I want with you.” I swallowed. My voice broke as I held his gaze. “I came in here to yell at you.” “I like it when you’re angry.” He paused. “One.” “You like it when I’m angry?” “I find it turns me on. Two.” “You won’t do anything at three if I tell you to stop.” He inched even closer. “Of course not. You trust me. But you won’t tell me to stop.” He paused. “Last chance.” I stood frozen as he counted off his last number. “Three.” Before I could object, his mouth crashed down on mine…

When we met, we were two injured souls. Both keeping the real out of our lives for fear of what we might find. But nothing could have kept us apart. I never believed in destiny. Thought that was a bunch of crap for people who read too many books. Until I met you. You’re it for me, Babe. I didn’t even know I was missing something until I found you, but now I don’t know how I got through a day without what you’ve given me. You’re my soul mate. As sappy as it sounds, it’s god damn true. Nothing has ever been truer in my life. So no, I’m not worried about this fight not helping me heal from my past, because it’s you who does that for me. You’ve filled all the cracks in my heart and made me better. I never thought I’d say this after what I went through, but I’m the luckiest bastard on this earth.

Until… Chase stood. The restaurant, which had been a loud rumble, suddenly quieted. Everything after that happened in slow motion. All of our family and friends faded away as the man I love got down on one knee. I heard and saw nothing but him. “I had this whole thing to say planned out in my head, but the minute I saw your face, I completely forgot every word. So I’m just going to wing it here. Reese Elizabeth Annesley, since the first time I laid eyes on you on that bus in middle school, I’ve been crazy about you.” I smiled and shook my head. “You got the crazy part right.” Chase took my hand, and it was then I noticed his was shaking. My cocky, always-confident bossman was nervous. If it was possible, I fell a little more in love with him in that moment. I squeezed his hand, offering reassurance, and he steadied. That’s what we did for each other. I was the balance to his unsteadiness. He was the courage to my fear. He continued. “Maybe it wasn’t a school bus or middle school, but I fell hard for you in the hall, that much I’m sure of. From the moment I saw your beautiful face light up that dark hallway a year ago, I was done. I didn’t even care that we were both on dates with other people, I just needed to be closer to you any way I could. Since then, you’ve distracted me every day whether you’re near me or not. You brought me back to life, and there’s nothing I want to do more than build that life with you. I want to be the man to look under your bed every night and wake up next to you in it every morning. You’ve changed me. When I’m with you, I’m myself, only a better version, because you make me want to be a better man. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and I want it to start yesterday. So, please tell me you’ll be my wife because I’ve already been waiting for you my entire life, and I don’t want to wait any more.” I pressed my forehead to his as tears streamed down my face. “You know I’m going to be even crazier once we live together, and probably even worse when we have our own family. Three locks might turn to seven, and doing my check in that big house of yours is going to take a long time. It might get old and tiring. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to change any of that.” Chase reached behind me and bunched my hair into his hand, cupping it along with the nape of my neck. “I don’t want you to change. Not any of it. I love everything about you. There’s not a single thing I’d change if I could. Well, except your last name.