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It's a very brave thing to fall in love. You have to be willing to trust somebody else with your who


There’s something about arriving in new cities, wandering empty streets with no destination. I will


I'll come and make love to you at five o'clock. If I'm late start without me.


I gave you my heart, but it wasn't enough.


I’ve been working hard to become the kind of man she needs, the kind of man she already believes me


Sometimes, remembering hurts too much.


Does that count as an argument? Can we kiss and make up now?”"It was only half an argument.”“Fine. T


You know I love you, right?” The urge to kiss her goodbye was so strong that I almost broke our rule


It always struck me in years after how bizarre it was, how two people could look at one another with


All any of us wanted, really, was to know that we counted. That someone else's life would not have b


When someone beats a rug,the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.


the world is not a pleasant place to be without someone to hold and be held by.


Please-tame me!' he said.'I want to, very much,' the little prince replied. 'But I have not much tim


My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person, he believed in me.


I cut myself because you wouldn't let me cry.I cried because you wouldn't let me speak.I spoke becau


If you didn't remember something happening, was it because it never had happened? Or because you wis


It never gets easier, missing you. And sometimes I wonder if it ever will.


Voicemail #1: “Hi, Isabel Culpeper. I am lying in my bed, looking at the ceiling. I am mostly naked.


That was when it was all made painfully clear to me. When you are a child, there is joy. There is la


Waiting is erotic