I have a suicide impulse.

I really was about to pass out during my entire wedding. I just didn't know if I could marry anybody.

When you've been touched by sadness and grief, it makes you vulnerable. And because I am vulnerable, I try to be positive. And when I say 'try,' I really do mean try, because it's an effort.

Why are babies allowed to cry when they wake up, but adults crying when they wake is frowned upon? Babies are permitted to act like assholes whenever they feel like it and no one blinks...

I swear we'd lose our hearts if they weren't with elastic and butterfly pin clasped safely in.

I was not crying - eyes water. I think we all know I'm a badass and I don't cry. - Caleb

Maybe I could use a little metal on the inside, I thought. If I'd kept my heart better armored, where would I be now? Easy - I'd be at home, medicating myself into a monotone. Drowning my sorrows in...

I don't know what we're doing here – you and me … I don't know what we are or what we can be, but this doesn't have to be about that. This can just be about … a chance. Taking a chance.

The sudden halt of all touches and movements made Lorenz look up. "Vha…what is this…What's wrong?" Lorenz stammered, trying to focus so he could speak properly. Cyrus blinked his eyes. "Hmm?...

I'm convinced that whatever contains human emotions is composed of the most fragile material, for it can shatter unpredictably and without effort. And yet it is a resilient marvel as well, able to...

Do you really want to know how I feel?

... it's always somebody's fault - I blame you for my helpless love - do you think I chose this? Your beauty compelled me...

No tear, is a wasted tear, if it spills out for love, whether in good times or bad.

In all of her immortal life, Morweena had never felt so alone, helpless or weak. So scared.

"My breath caught fire and my heart leapt infinite beats within his proximity." Wreck me, tame me. The way you want it." I whispered my plea. His foggy grey eyes glinted with desire and lust. "I...

If you believe in the idea of true friends, then your heart is vulnerable to betrayal.

My body felt like tangled rubber bands and dried - out pens and sticky paper clips, like the contents of a drawer where you put the things you don't have anywhere else to put, and I knew that the mind...

Moses loved his relatives quite openly and even helplessly . . . It was childish of him; he knew that. He could only sigh at himself, that he should be so undeveloped on that significant side of his...

We want our wounds to speak for themselves, but usually we end up having to speak for them.

She emptied herself of Fabio and of herself, of all the useless efforts she had made to get where she was and find nothing there. With detached curiosity she observed the rebirth of her weaknesses,...

Fire's tears were real now, and there was no helping them, for there was no time. Everything was moving too fast. She crossed the room to him, put her arms around him, clung to him, turning her face...

Just when I thought that I didn't have any weakness, you happened. <3

WHY did she do this? She was a terrible drunk texter. All the things she wanted to say to people during the day came out at night, like a vampire.

When a man learns to love, he must bear the risk of hatred.

You know I meant it. I am human. And male. And not remotely blind. Do you want me to say it again? You are distractingly, even if - that - is - not - a - real - word pretty. You are so pretty that I...

I shudder, I see the love, I'm doomed, my heart melts again - can't stand not to be in love, can't stand not to be melting with real tenderness, childlike need sweetnesses, that's what's wrong with...

It was unnerving. She'd looked at him and had the uncontrollable urge to weep. Thus far she'd managed to control her emotions. Thank God. She didn't even want to imagine what he would think of her if...

She would be no one if that was what it took. No one had no holes inside her.

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

The shock of standing again under the wide pale sky, completely exposed. This must be what the oyster feels when the lemon juice falls.