If we only save the finger of one man, that's enough.
I love being with you. When we're not together, i wish we were
Dark and Dangerous. And all mine.
I can't live without my smartphone, but I really geek on coding. It's not so much technology that I like, but puzzle solving.
His smile was like lightning in the darkness, blinding and beautiful and mysterious, and I wanted him so badly it was physically painful.
I kicked off my shoes and pulled his hand away from the wheel so I could straddle his lap and hold him. His grip on me was excruciatingly tight, but I didn't complain. We were on an insanely busy street, with endless cars rumbling past on one side and a crush of pedestrians on the other, but neither of us cared. He was shaking violently, as if he were sobbing uncontrollably, but he made no sound and shed no tears. The sky cried for him, the rain coming down hard and angry, steaming off the ground.
I'm an animal with you," he murmured. "I want to mark you. I want to possess you so completely there's no separation between us.
Give someone who has faith in you a placebo and call it a hair growing pill, anti-nausea pill or whatever, and you will be amazed at how many respond to your therapy.
Real progress is progress in charity, all other advances being secondary thereto.
All action in theatre must have inner justification, be logical, coherent, and real.
I mean you have been disappointed in love, but don't you know how many things there are to be disappointed in besides love? You are lucky to be still disappointed in love. Later it may be even more terrible.