“The kind of love that spreads through your body, possessing and controlling it, doesn’t just die. It keeps living the way a broken heart keeps beating.”
― Emma Hart, quote from Late Call
“The things we remember the clearest aren’t necessarily the big, heart-stopping moments everyone expects. They’re the little things that add up. The little things most people look over but that mean the most.”
― Emma Hart, quote from Late Call
“Love is promising to give someone everything and not expect anything in return.”
― Emma Hart, quote from Late Call
“You're playing with fire, Aaron. People who do that get burned."
"I don't play with fire, Dayton. I stroke it and make it burn hotter and faster until it consumes everything in its path. I'll never take a spark where I can have a roaring flame.”
― Emma Hart, quote from Late Call
“Fuck you and your memories."
"And fuck you and your defiance, Dayton.”
― Emma Hart, quote from Late Call
“Pfft. Wine is the greatest invention. Next to the vibrator, of course. They’re equally fabulous.”
― Emma Hart, quote from Late Call
“Sei così fottutamente bello che fa male.” He”
― Emma Hart, quote from Late Call
“There isn’t a price I wouldn’t pay for you, Dayton. Money has no value when the thing you desire is priceless.”
― Emma Hart, quote from Late Call
“I forgive him, But I don´t know if I trully trust him, and this is funny thing about trust. You can love and forgive, but you don´t necessarily trust, Broken hearts and promises can be fixed so easily because they break in different way than trust, When trust is broken, it´s shattered into thousand pieces. And sometimes, it´s never put back together the same way.”
― Emma Hart, quote from Late Call
“You loved me once. You loved me like I was the air you needed to breathe, like you needed my touch to keep you alive. You loved me the very same way I loved you. Obsessively. Insanely. Relentlessly. Don’t tell me you don’t believe in love when for six short weeks, all those years ago, you couldn’t possibly live without it.”
― Emma Hart, quote from Late Call
“if you’re having an orgasm, I’m better than I thought. Or you just really love the idea of sucking my cock.”
― Emma Hart, quote from Late Call
“Love it because the only thing that’s turned me on in at least two years is battery-operated. Hate it because it’s him. Enough said.”
― Emma Hart, quote from Late Call
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“Fireheart sprang forward and burst through the curtain of lichen. Tigerclaw and Bluestar were writhing on the floor of the den. Bluestar’s claws scored again and again across Tigerclaw’s shoulder, but the deputy’s greater weight kept her pinned down in the soft sand. Tigerclaw’s fangs were buried in her throat, and his powerful claws raked her back. “Traitor!” Fireheart yowled. He flung himself at Tigerclaw, slashing at his eyes. The deputy reared back, forced to release his grip on Bluestar’s throat. Fireheart felt his claws rip through the deputy’s ear, spraying blood into the air. Bluestar scrambled to the side of the den, looking half stunned. Fireheart could not tell how badly hurt she was. Pain lanced through him as Tigerclaw gashed his side with a blow from his powerful hindpaws. Fireheart’s paws skidded in the sand and he lost his balance, hitting the ground with Tigerclaw on top of him. The deputy’s amber eyes blazed into his. “Mousedung!” he hissed. “I’ll flay you, Fireheart. I’ve waited a long time for this.” Fireheart summoned every scrap of skill and strength he possessed. He knew Tigerclaw could kill him, but in spite of that he felt strangely free. The lies and the need for deceit were over. The secrets—Bluestar’s and Tigerclaw’s—were all out in the open. There was only the clean danger of battle. He aimed a blow at Tigerclaw’s throat, but the deputy swung his head to one side and Fireheart’s claws scraped harmlessly through thick tabby fur. But the blow had loosened Tigerclaw’s grip on him. Fireheart rolled away, narrowly avoiding a killing bite to his neck. “Kittypet!” Tigerclaw taunted, flexing his haunches to pounce again. “Come and find out how a real warrior fights.” He threw himself at Fireheart, but at the last moment Fireheart darted aside. As Tigerclaw tried to turn in the narrow den, his paws slipped on a splash of blood and he crashed awkwardly onto one side. At once Fireheart saw his chance. His claws sliced down to open a gash in Tigerclaw’s belly. Blood welled up, soaking into the deputy’s fur. He let out a high-pitched caterwaul. Fireheart pounced on him, raking claws across his belly again, and fastening his teeth into Tigerclaw’s neck. The deputy struggled vainly to free himself, his thrashing growing weaker as the blood flowed. Fireheart let go of his neck, planting one paw on Tigerclaw’s outstretched foreleg, and the other on his chest. “Bluestar!” he called. “Help me hold him down!” Bluestar was crouching behind him in her moss-lined nest. Blood trickled down her forehead, but that did not alarm Fireheart as much as the look in her eyes. They were a vague, cloudy blue, and she stared horror-struck in front of her as if she was witnessing the destruction”
― Erin Hunter, quote from Warriors Boxed Set
“Waktu adalah hal yang aneh sekali. Bagaimana dia bisa memisahkan kita dari kita di masa lalu?”
― Ayu Utami, quote from Saman
“I looked at our hands, caked and coated in red, but entwined. The pristine moment when they were clasped like that earlier in the day seemed weeks ago.
"Clean." Peter said.
"Can I get a water bottle or something to clean his hands?" I scanned the crowd. He drew my attention back to him with a pull of my hand.
"No," Peter said. "I'm...clean."
I had missed who Peter was until that very moment.
I had called him names and treated him callously. I had read every micro expression in a vacuum of how it related to Austin Glass. And in return Peter had cared for my wounds, treated me tenderly and assured me that he was HIV negative while bleeding out in a hallway of strangers.
I broke. It wasn't a visible fracture. I didn't sob or explode into anguish. I didn't give in to my vomitus urge that came from the burst of self-loathing. But I shattered nonetheless.”
― Dani Alexander, quote from Shattered Glass
“I would have gone to hell and back for you, Ash. Anything. I would have done anything, but instead you broke my psyche.”
― Erin Noelle, quote from Metamorphosis
“Nothing ever stands still, and neither should you.”
― Gail Tsukiyama, quote from Women of the Silk
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