His lips soften into a smile that cracks apart my spine. He repeats my name like the word amuses him. Entertains him. Delights him. In seventeen years no one has said my name like that
This pen is my only outlet, my only voice, because I have no one else to speak to, no mind but my own to drown in and all the lifeboats are taken and all the life preservers are broken and I don't know how to swim I can't swim I can't swim and it's getting so hard. It's getting so hard. It's like there are a million screams caught inside of my chest but I have to keep them all in because what's the point of screaming if you'll never be heard and no one will ever hear me in here. No one will ever hear me again.
I'm oxygen and he's dying to breathe.
I spent my life folded between the pages of books. In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters.
Friendship is not a thing I have ever experienced. Not as a child, and not as I am now.
I feel like I've been split open and stuffed with sunshine.
Insane for your sweet, sweet love!
Fun fact #1 about pomegranates: Pomegranates are awesome.Fun fact #2: Pomegranates are like little explosions of awesome in your mouth.Fun fact #3: A lot of people think you're not supposed to eat the seeds of a pomegranate - but that's not true, people who tell you that are liars, and they don't know anything about life, and they should never be trusted.
I want to smash this concrete world into oblivion. I want to be bigger, better, stronger. I want to be the bird that flies away.
You deserve to live. You deserve to be alive.
Hope is a pocket of possibility. I'm holding it in my hand.
Why sleep when there are books to read.
It's hot rain and humid days and broken thermostats. It's screaming and raging steam engines and wanting to take your clothes off just to feel a breeze. It's the kind of kiss that makes you realize oxygen is overrated.
My words wear no parachutes as they fall out of my mouth.
Sometimes a book isn't a heartbreaking work of staggering genius. Sometimes it's the only story you know how to tell.
I'm wondering how many more mistakes I'll have to make before things finally fall into place. If they ever will.
A handful of letters doesn't always make a word, love.
I am a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction.
Time goes on even when we do not.
His hands are holding my cheeks, and he pulls back just to look me in the eye and his chest is heaving and he says, "I think," he says, "my heart is going to explode," and I wish, more than ever, that I knew how to capture moments like these and revisit them forever. Because this. This is everything.
Girls are always talking about electricity in their romance, but none are too happy to actually be electrocuted, apparently. Bloody confusing, is what it is.
They say there were birds who used to soar through the skies like planes.It seems strange that a small animal could achieve anything as complex as human engineering, but the possibility is too enticing to ignore.
I love you exactly as you are.
Sometimes you have to learn how to shoot first.
Hope can make people do terrible things.
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