L. H. Cosway Quotes & Sayings

I was a glass half full kind of girl. I had to be, otherwise I'd be a hand me the crack pipe kind of girl. — L. H. Cosway

Perhaps your way of keeping yourself t yourself was cruel to the people who wanted you to show them your insides. — L. H. Cosway

We all have thoughts that we would never, ever vocalise. And people who say they don't are liars. — L. H. Cosway

I might not have a boyfriend, but I have cupcakes, an those tasty bastards haven't let me down yet. — L. H. Cosway

He sucked in a deep breath, his eyes travelling back and forth between mine as he swiped his thumb across my bottom lip. His voice was husky when he spoke, The way you come is fucking devastating. — L. H. Cosway

Sometimes I wish my brain didn't always have to warn me about things. Stupid people seem to live such easy, carefree lives. — L. H. Cosway

Sometimes it's best to do nothing ast all where social networking is concerned. — L. H. Cosway

Because when I touch you, you fucking bloom, — L. H. Cosway

It feels like nobody in the history of the world has loved another person as much as I love you. I love you so much it hurts. You make me smile, you make me laugh, you make me burn. — L. H. Cosway

There was no way I would pair up with this guy - the epitome of a privileged and entitled beefcake. He was everything I loathed rolled up into a tight, luscious, muscular, heady, and quixotically alluring package. My social phobias aside, I needed alone time with Ronan like a car needed a swim in the ocean. — L. H. Cosway

Annie, Tom, Tom, Annie," I said, making the introductions.

Annie smiled widely, her attention no longer on her phone. In fact, she seemed overjoyed to be making Tom's acquaintance. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Tom. I eat here all the time. You're an amazing chef."

Fuck me. Was she fangirling him? — L. H. Cosway

Cruelty is easy, and it breeds only misery. Kindness is harder, and you have to be brave to give it. To be cruel, you can stay closed off from everyone, wear a mask, but to be kind, in essence, to show love, you have to make yourself vulnerable, show your true self to someone and open yourself up to rejection. — L. H. Cosway

I want epic love, like you see in the movies. I want it so desperately that it fills my heart when I even think about the possibility of it. — L. H. Cosway

I'd practically groped her under the guise of helping her get out a stain, but still, she looked like she found me about as appealing as second-hand underpants. — L. H. Cosway

She's always been the one to tell me about her bedroom adventures, not the other way around. To put it plainly, I have no problem talking about other people having sex, but talking about me having sex, well, that's a whole other kettle of uncomfortable collar fiddling. — L. H. Cosway

I'll never hit a lady, but I'll slap a bitch. — L. H. Cosway

We both seemed to understand that we were completely and totally screwed. No way was this going to be a one-time thing. Already I wanted to crawl beneath his skin and never leave. — L. H. Cosway

Also, I apologise to any woman whose parents were cruel enough to name her Dickina. — L. H. Cosway

I think we both know that I've never been most men. — L. H. Cosway

Ronan glanced at me and did a completely ridiculous, cartoonish double-take complete with wide eyes, agape mouth, raised eyebrows, and three blinks. — L. H. Cosway

Because that's how snobs deal with uncomfortable subjects. We belittle their importance, laugh at them, and change the subject to weather or sport. — L. H. Cosway

He's sitting casually at my kitchen table peeling the skin off an apple
with a pocket knife, a red apple that he has quite obviously appropriated from my fruit bowl, might I add. — L. H. Cosway

But here lies the rub: she's all I think about. She's the only person I want to spend time with. I'm fascinated by every little thing she does. And the fact of the matter is, I'm in love with her. Heartbreakingly, soul-wrenchingly, earth-shatteringly in love with her. It's nothing like I've ever felt before. And I need her to love me back more than I need to take my next breath. I can't imagine a greater agony than this big, pulsing, fierce love I have for her being unreciprocated. I would rather take a hundred blows to the head out on the field, suffer a thousand concussions, than not have her beside me for the rest of my life. — L. H. Cosway

Bollocks, bitches, and Battlestar Galactica, — L. H. Cosway

He's all smooth grace and sexy smiles, whereas I'm big haired, awkward and a touch frumpy. You may well roll your eyes at my low self-esteem. It's a condition for which there is no cure. — L. H. Cosway

And here's a life lesson for you, Miss Anderson. I'm not pretending. — L. H. Cosway

I'm a bit of an audiobook junkie, — L. H. Cosway

Hurting with you is better than a painless life without you. — L. H. Cosway

That's because you hate parties," said Trevor. I corrected him. "I hate parties with more than 16 people, remember? It's an exact science," Trevor chuckled, the sound hitting me right in the pit of my stomach."The 16 person rule, I remember now. You were always specific about that number — L. H. Cosway

I didn't mince my words, I said inappropriate crap, I acted inappropriately, and seemingly King found all of this endearing for whatever reason. — L. H. Cosway

The worst thing that happened to air travel in the past ten years was the bankruptcy of Xhibit Corp., the parent company of SkyMall. I recalled with clarity the first time I boarded a flight and it was missing from all usual nooks and crannies. It had been a dark day. — L. H. Cosway

The way he's looking at me makes me feel all funny and hot, so I hand him the cotton wool.
"There. You can finish yourself off," I say, standing up.
I have to resist the urge to face palm when I see the size of his smile. Sometimes I think my brain might just be a gaping hole containing nothing but unconscious innuendo. — L. H. Cosway

Will you promise to keep this to yourself, to not tell anyone of what we are? By his words you'd think he was giving me a choice. Like I could say,no deal, honey bunch, I'm off to shout your secret from the rooftops, and he'd be like, oh no please don't do that. In
reality, he'd have to kill me. — L. H. Cosway

The online environment is unique, and that's a very good thing. Rather than be judged by what they look like or their ability to speak in front of a crowd, people are judged by the merit of their ideas and words. — L. H. Cosway

Okay, this is messed up. I'm getting all hot and bothered over a man who's more comfortable in make-up and a pair of heels that I am. — L. H. Cosway

You're virtually unknown over in the States. This could be the thing that helps you crack America. I can just see it now, a picture of you reclining in a pair of tighty whiteys advertising for Calvin Klein on the side of a skyscraper."
"Fuck, man. Are you a psychic? How did you know that's my one true dream? — L. H. Cosway

That's right, I'm a reclusive pervert, and I make no apologies for it. And, giving the matter some thought, a reclusive pervert is much preferable to an extroverted pervert. — L. H. Cosway

Cruelty is seldom forgotten. You feel it as a child. Somebody takes away your toy or thoughtlessly kicks over your sand castle. A beautiful boy walks into your life, sees something he doesn't like or doesn't understand, and painstakingly endeavours to make you feel how much he hates you, to be constantly aware of the flaws that provoke that hatred. And then you grow older and wiser, but you don't forget the cruelty. You can't forget it, because there is nothing stronger, nothing more palpable in the human brain than the memory of mistreatment. — L. H. Cosway

She made me feel like I was the king of fascinating blokes. — L. H. Cosway

You're a bit of an odd duck aren't you Freda,' she says, her glasses hanging too low on her nose. 'Quack,' I reply. — L. H. Cosway

The moment you walk into a room you brighten it, Lucy Fitzpatrick, and I for one feel like the luckiest bastard in the world for having known you. — L. H. Cosway

However, it still seriously pisses me off that we live in a world where you can't be free to express yourself in whatever strange way you happen to choose. — L. H. Cosway

You'll always be my friend, won't you Fred? Don't let me fuck this up. I need you in my life now. I need the golden eyed girl who can make me smile. — L. H. Cosway

You're the love of my life, and I need you so much I can't breathe without it. — L. H. Cosway

Lucy: A great memory? Really?
Sean: Yes. Really. His memory is faultless. Pristine. Immaculate.
Lucy: That's a shitty compliment. That's like telling a person they don't smell.

Is it odd that this made me laugh? I took gleeful satisfaction in the book-report nature of my compliment.
Ronan is a man. He has very brown hair, and very brown eyes, and a very good memory.

Sean: No specification was made as to the quality of the compliment, only that one was required.
Lucy: You're a filthy cheat. — L. H. Cosway

I stared at him, feeling a little lost in Ronan Fitzpatrick and his epically warm smiles and hot kisses and scorching looks. I — L. H. Cosway

I wanted her to want to know everything about me. It was unnerving how desperately I yearned to bare my soul to her, expose my flaws and have her accept me anyway. — L. H. Cosway

Do you know that's where the word comes from? Hangover? Historically, when there was a hanging, there'd also be a big street party, everyone boozing it up. Then the next day, when the hanging was over, they'd all feel like a steaming pile of shit, hence the now commonly used term. — L. H. Cosway

Maybe I would get a ferret. A cat just felt too benign. My kind of crazy deserved an ambiguously cute rodent with a penchant for biting. — L. H. Cosway

Ma's still spending too much money on clothes. I'm trying to teach her that material possessions don't equal happiness. It's a work in progress. — L. H. Cosway

The man was more highly strung than Margaret Thatcher on the rag, God rest her. — L. H. Cosway

Annie ... ." "I know; I remember. I'm supposed to dab, not rub." I recalled his words from our first meeting. "Annie ... ." "Am I rubbing?" "No ... but, God, I wish you would. — L. H. Cosway

I liked Sean Cassidy. I liked him with something more than just my vagina. — L. H. Cosway

It just seems like all men pale in comparison to the illusionist under my roof. — L. H. Cosway

I needed to get a handle on this girlish exhilaration. This girlish exhilaration needed a reality check. Maybe even a bitch-slap. — L. H. Cosway

Put on some tea. I'm coming over. And don't even think about having another childish fit and leaving the apartment. You might have given Ronan Fitzpatrick the slip, but I will hunt you down and make your life very uncomfortable until I am satisfied that you've learned your lesson. You can't run away from people who care about you and are invested in your success and happiness. It's a dick move, Annie. Don't be a dick. — L. H. Cosway

It's strang how the people who end up in your life can shape you for the worst. — L. H. Cosway

peering up at me like he wanted to know all my secrets, or at least borrow them. — L. H. Cosway

It's sad to think how humanity has been reduced to being more comfortable communing through the medium of a keyboard, rather than having a real life conversation. — L. H. Cosway

It's not poop, it's chocolate ... just don't try to eat it because it's full of E. coli. — L. H. Cosway

People are shit. The day you stop expecting decency from them is the day you'll free yourself from getting hurt. — L. H. Cosway

Dearest Annie, Roses are red. Violets are blue. I'm using my hand But I'm thinking of you. - Ronan P.S. Just to clarify, I'm using my hand to write this note ... get your mind out of the gutter. — L. H. Cosway

What was it about my obsession with romance that always made me feel embarrassed? Like it was a silly, girlish thing to obsess about. In reality, it was what we all wanted, right? — L. H. Cosway

You are a fucking hoot, Fred. I'm officially making you my new best friend. It's quite an honoured and sought after position, I'll have you know. So far I have a grand total of four friends in Dublin. You've currently just snagged yourself the top spot."
"Oh stop, Viv, I'm welling up, here," I reply drily. — L. H. Cosway

The more the merrier, that's what I always say. Except if it's an orgy; you've got to be picky in matter of group sex."
"Oh, I completely agree. You can never be too careful in a gang bang."
"Sometimes you end up with too much gang and not enough bang," says Nicholas.
"I've never had a taste for too much gang. I much prefer the latter," I laugh.
"Ah, we have that in common then," he replies in a low voice. — L. H. Cosway

In life, you often had to reshape your square edges to accommodate the plethora of difference that existed in the corners of our individualities. Yes, — L. H. Cosway

He had a great laugh, a sexy laugh. My laugh was the mating call of the Yeti. — L. H. Cosway

You think you could come again?" he asked in a sleepy voice. "You're exhausted, Oliver. Go to sleep." "But my hand is jealous of my mouth," he whined playfully. "It wants to feel you come, too." My — L. H. Cosway

I didn't get far when he was suddenly behind me. He looped his finger through my belt and practically
dragged me to the corner he'd been standing in.
"What the fu ... ."
"Stay still," he ordered. "I need you to block the wind."
I didn't have any snappy comebacks, so I simply stood there, amazed by his gruffness. Hadn't anyone ever taught him simple manners? When I looked at him, I thought that maybe they hadn't. I could easily imagine him as a little Mowgli type, being raised by animals in the jungle. — L. H. Cosway

You've got me under your skin now, Lille. — L. H. Cosway

WONDERFUL, JEFFREY, JUST CUNTING WONDERFUL!! — L. H. Cosway

Stop looking at me like that," I say, frowning and rubbing at my chest. He has this habit of making my heart sore, making my lungs feel like there's not enough air.
He tilts his head attractively, which only makes matters worse. "Like what?"
"Like you're molesting me with your eyes," I blurt out.
His answering laugh is long and deep. I can barely handle the affection in his gaze. "Okay, I'll try to stop. But if it all gets to be too much for you, this apartment happens to have a very nice bathroom. You can go rub one out again to take the edge off. I'll come listen, too, if that will help."
There he goes again, pushing me.
I do a slow blink at him before coming out with a rather masterful comeback. And when I say "masterful," I mean shit. "Why don't you go and rub one out?"
He cocks an eyebrow. "I don't rub out, darlin'. I jack off. — L. H. Cosway

I care about you more than I care about myself, Fred. — L. H. Cosway

Christ, I need you," he swears. "If you don't stop me now, I'm going to fuck you, darlin'."
He licks a line from my neck to my earlobe, taking it into his mouth and sucking, his tongue flickering.
"Jay," I moan his name, and an appreciative groan rumbles up out of his chest. "Yes. Please. — L. H. Cosway

And I had no one to talk to about it because I was a fucking hermit! — L. H. Cosway

I was just a person, and he was just a person, and together we were scrambling in the dark to try to understand each other. — L. H. Cosway

You know, you should think about getting in touch with Gabriel, he's your half-brother and also a really good guy." Delilah looks at me cynically. "Gabriel despises me." "He despises Ethan, you I think he might just have some time for. After all, you're both dhamphirs." "That's like me telling you you'll get along with George Bush because you're both human." Delilah replies snidely. I get her point, but still I grin and respond. "You're right, we would definitely get along. He'd make me feel all intelligent and shit. — L. H. Cosway

I've always considered children's parties an excuse for adults to get drunk under the guise of doing something special for their child. I know my dad had always exploited that idea anyway. — L. H. Cosway

Has anyone ever told you that you use twenty words when five will do? — L. H. Cosway

Fuck." He stares at me for a long time. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. This is the most beautiful thing I've ever felt."
And those are the most beautiful words that have ever been said to me. — L. H. Cosway

The epic love I've always wanted was with me all along, and it's nothing like what I imagined. It's better, because it's real. It's not perfect or pretty. It's full of mistakes and sacrifices, and sometimes even ugliness. — L. H. Cosway

Are these ... ." "The keys to my Chevy," I said tenderly. "But why are you giving them to me?" "Because I wanted to give you something, and I remembered you once telling me how much you loved the Chevy, how you'd like to have a car just like it one day. Well, now you do." When she looked at me, her eyes shone with emotion. "That's your favorite car. It's the first car you ever owned. You love that car." "True, but I love you more. Now the thing I love most has something I love dearly, — L. H. Cosway

If I was into girls, I'd do you," I tell him honestly. He leans forward conspiratorially. "Psst, I'll let you in on a secret Fred," he glances sheepishly from side to side. "I actually have a cock. Don't tell anyone, it would ruin my reputation. But feel free to do me any time you want. — L. H. Cosway

I belong to you. I've belonged to you since the beginning, since before I even knew that I did," he rambles. "I'll never hurt you again. I'd rather die than to hurt you — L. H. Cosway

If I had to pick two words to describe Edinburgh, I would tell you that it's majestic and beautiful. Really, really old, but somehow more alive than any other place I've ever been. — L. H. Cosway

His eyes sparkle with some kind of hidden knowledge as he lets me pass, like beautiful people know the meaning of the universe and are amused by us ordinary folks who have to bumble along in the dark. — L. H. Cosway

Eggs: Could go to my grave quite happily without ever seeing another one. — L. H. Cosway

I haven't been everywhere, but it's on my list — L. H. Cosway

Sometimes you can be so deeply wrapped up in a person that the only way to deal with it is to use cruelty to push them away. — L. H. Cosway

Memories were a powerful thing. They could at once set you free or take you prisoner, hold your entire life captive. I — L. H. Cosway

We all have issues. Human beings are flawed, and all we can hope for is to work toward making ourselves better. Not perfect, just better. — L. H. Cosway

We spend so much time striving for status that we don't realise it's the people in our lives that bring us real happiness." I — L. H. Cosway

Make mistakes, Lille. Walk on the cracks. Break the rules that were made to be broken. — L. H. Cosway

A long sigh escaped him before he said, "We're in something of a predicament, love."
I turned my face to look up at him. "We are?"
Reaching, out, he stroked my cheek with the back of his hand. "Yes, my darling, because I very much want to fuck you. — L. H. Cosway

least. I couldn't look away when I saw you. You had this expression on your face like you were imagining heaven. — L. H. Cosway

I know, it's an unusual mix, punk and cupcakes, but it works for me. — L. H. Cosway

A-ha, but don't you see, not caring about the money, only caring about winning, that's a luxury. You come from money, so you have the luxury of only caring about your accomplishments. — L. H. Cosway

I love how warm and soft you are. All I ever want to do is touch you, but sometimes it feels like not touching you is even more of a turn on. — L. H. Cosway

That woman." My cousin placed his hands on his hips. "She is a harbinger of ulcers and alcoholism — L. H. Cosway

He leans his face in agonisingly slowly, then tells me in a gravelly, possessive, stomach-flipping voice, Because you're mine. — L. H. Cosway