Battle scars just remind us that we survived.
What? It's my job as best friend to make sure he's not a serial killer. Or an English major, not sure which one's worse.
It's rooted in my blood to consume you and be consumed by you. To protect you. To please you, in every way. To make you shiver when I touch you. To cause your heart to beat faster.
I'll always come for you. I'll always find you.
I did that girly little sighing thing you do when you can't handle all the sweetness anymore and bit my lip.
I'm not a baker so I'm not about to sugar coat it for you.
Sometimes, knowing when to let go is just as important as knowing when to hold tight.
The things we should focus on in any life shouldn't be what we've lost, but what we've gained
Everything we'll accomplish, we'll do it together or not at all.
...now Eli was my new neighbor. Which was fine with me because I sucked at Math. Math and I were not on speaking terms.
But... we will always be drawn together. We'll always crave each other. We'll always be in tune with each other, physically and mentally. There is nothing that can change or break that. And even if there was, I wouldn't want to. Not for the world.
It doesn't matter who you were or what you've done in the past. The only thing that matters is who you are right now.
You chose me, I chose you. End of story.
The day Caleb touched my hand and I saw all those things, I was excited. Yes, a little freaked but excited more. I felt like...everything I ever needed was right there. I still feel like that. It's not something you can just turn off and I wouldn't want to. I want him more than I need him.
I saw something in you that I couldn't live without. I chose you, inside of me, and you chose me. It's not one sided, it only works when both people choose the other. You are perfect for me in every way.
You don't love people for what they can give you. You don't love them because of what they do for you or how good you make them look. Love is blind, love does not boast, love is not vain.
Love finds you in the strangest places, and hope clings to us in the nooks and crannies we never think to look.
I want to give you back your first kiss, the one that jerk stole from you. And I want it to be something that even a coma can't make you forget.
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