Loves gift cannot be given it waits to be accepted.

How could I be sleeping with this particular man.... Surely only true love could justify my lack of taste.

Being with her I feel a pain like a frozen knife stuck in my chest. An awful pain but the funny thing is Im thankful for it. Its like that frozen pain and my very existence are one.The pain is an anchor mooring me here.

You know someones right for you when the things they dont have to say are even more important than the things they do.

Her existence alone was excuse enough to justify the creation of the entire world.

We live in a dark and romantic and quite tragic world.

To love someone as much as you love yourself that is the ideal. Especially if that someone is your clone.

My mother used to tell me that when push comes to shove you always know who to turn to. That being a family isnt a social construct but an instinct.

Death cannot stop true love. Thats why its pointless for me to try to murder all my adoring female fans.

When male authors write love stories the heroine tends to end up dead.