“My panties were still on but he didnt let that stop him, nosing them out of the way and tonguing my sex, making low, growling noises in his throat like a big cat purring with pleasure while it devo...”

“I know you. Inside and out, Sara. I know you, and Ive accepted it all. Every bit of the crazy. And I love you anyway remember?”

“Every bride is beautiful. Its like newborn babies or puppies. They cant help it.”

“Fuck me, I whispered, giving him permission, taking him into my flesh, a soft invitation to madness.”

“Sometimes theres no cure for the crazy. Dale sighed, stroking my hair. I think we all just have to keep loving through it. Maybe thats the cure.”

“I looked at him like a stranger, someone Id never seen before, and he looked at me like Id been lost to him for a thousand years and finally found.”

“I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me li...”

“I've got about ten things to say to you right now. But at least nine of them would make me sound like a psycho.In spite of the seriousness of the situation, I nearly smiled. Whats the tenth thing? ...”

“A truly happy woman drives some men and almost every other woman absolutely crazy”

“I fell in love with the expression in his eyes when he looked at me.”

“To live with you is to live.To live without you is to die.”

“The clouds won't shatter my dreams, but this is a story about how I lost myself to the storm.""And something's got me tethered to you...""Always to you...""They think I'm crazy... I love him. I swe...”

“Because of that, he didn't know how to love someone who actually loved him. He had learned a twisted, tormented kind of love filled with pain and exploitation.”

“She averted his eyes, but not before he recognized the pain in them, a tormented and languished gaze, a stare preserved for people who were able to love deeply enough that they could be destroyed b...”

“Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins.My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth.Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, pla...”