Logic cannot comprehend love

You are ice and fire The touch of you burns my hands like snow

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.

I opened my mouth wide one time to see if the words I was thinking would fall out, but they wouldn't. If words don't want to come out, they don't. I don't understand when people say things and then...

Not my daughter, you bitch!

I never knew what sad work the reading of old - letters was before that evening, though I could hardly tell why. The letters were as happy as letters could be - at least those early letters were....

I actually had to close my eyes, rub them

my intention that people will feel like throttling her

Has my tale turned you speechless? Come, curse me or kiss me or call me a liar. Something.

I twitched a smile, resisting the temptation to kick his teeth down his throat, and folded myself into the deck chair.

He buried his face in her neck and held her in his arms, absorbing the form the shape of her, the miracle of her. It had been so long since he held her, loved her, taken all that she was and given her...

Man, he wasn't going to need a stress test anytime soon. If his heart could get through a kiss from her, he could probably run a marathon. While dragging a car behind him. Sideways to the road.

Know what the best thing your true love can give you is?" I asked him. "What?" said Dash. "True love."

These humans - they are cruel monsters. Liars. Deceitful. For the first time, I want to hurt them the way they hurt me. This is so unfair. My body feels numb, my energy spent, my mind deceived and...

Krishna means love, but Radha means longing. Longing is older than love. I am older than he. Did you know that, Sita?

It is the mundanes who look at me and see something they do not understand - a boy who is not quite white and not quite foreign either." "Just as I am not human, and not demon either," Tessa said...

Without guilt or remorse, shame was an empty emotion. Indeed, shame would not be shame.

Goodnight baby, sleep in peace. After you kill that bitch!"Goodnight mom!

I want to lay my kill at your feet.

Sometimes I catch myself staring at the sea and forget my tasks. It seems large enough to contain anything that people might feel.

When the countdown clock hit the ninety-minute mark, we all gathered in front of the command station to watch the president of the United States address the nation from the Oval Office on live...

He was enthusiastic about everything, but when she came in with the pie he grew positively lyrical.

There ought to be a law against the sun rising and setting for you in somebody else.

He thought his heart would kill him, he'd had no clue what it was capable of.

Back at Rachel, thinking that she got it just right. Love and friendship. They are what make us who we are, and what can change us, if we let them.

One of the most effective ways of changing the way people think is to change the way they worship.

She spoke in a caustic tone that would surely have burned out anyone else's tongue had they attempted it.

... the city around us seemed colder than ever again, and I realised that even if it really had sensed something going on, it certainly didn't care. It moved forward again. I could feel it. I could...

Even the Dreamers, lost in their great reverie, feel it, for it's Billie they reach for in sadness, and Isley they hum in love, and Dre they yell in revelry, and Aretha the last sound they hear before...

They conducted their love affair in the room above the abandoned corn exchange as the autumn weather came lop-leggedly in from the east: now a warm day, now a sunny one, now four days of cold winds...