Vee Hoffman Quotes & Sayings

I never thought people actually woke up the way I did that morning. I always figured it was hyperbole and massive overcompensation to say that you woke up grinning, woke up in a state of contentment and excitement for the smallest things. Even while I was in love formerly, it seemed more like a comfortable thing rather than a giddy, overwhelming happiness. Realize, then, that I had never been joined in a mutual state of infatuation with someone else. My infatuations tended to be unrequited, accompanied by a sense of muted sadness. I sat up at 7:00a.m. without even waiting for the alarm, and kept still there, smiling, looking at nothing and going over yesterday's conversations, the fevered symphony of emotion ringing forever in my ears.
I fell back and actually laughed to myself, reaching for my glasses to slide them on as I stretched out my back comfortably in a lazy, half-waking state.
You are in love. — Vee Hoffman

With a sleepy sigh, I reminded myself that distance was only a myth. — Vee Hoffman

What's the use in dreaming, if you're not going to fly? — Vee Hoffman

It's wonderful when a kiss lives up to its promise. When hands fist on fabric, push off jackets, tug at and run through hair, grabbing and pulling and wanting to make the closeness that much closer. Everything all together, trying to spare a moment for breathing deep a lover's scent, surrendering that moment on the half-second to tasting his mouth, focusing on this and then on that, never stopping, never stilling. Pressing and curling your tongues together, knowing the calm will descend but never wanting that to happen. — Vee Hoffman

My whole body felt light, unguarded. I leaned in without even thinking about it, not too much at least, and kissed Dominic's lips. I felt him smile against my mouth and it was like the openness of the bridge and the river and the sky and the city got bigger and more infinite as we pressed together, warming each other, happy. So very happy. Ever after.
That must be what it feels like, to dream of flying. — Vee Hoffman

Michael's bed gave me a good night's sleep and a pleasant little cough of settling when I laid on it. I felt like it was familiar already. — Vee Hoffman

The things we take for granted. The things we never feel we'll lose. Not missing the water until the well runs dry, and hundreds more tired idioms and metaphors to build monument to the fact that I was drinking in every detail of Dominic's body like the precious thing it was, quenching the thirst of years with visions of flesh and beauty. It was impossible to believe, suddenly, that I had ever known beauty and excitement before. — Vee Hoffman

It wasn't closure, really. But I'd said the right things. I'd hit on some truths. Maybe some things didn't get closure. Maybe some things weren't really worth it, or didn't really need it, and after a while the unimportance would become obvious. — Vee Hoffman

I breathed him in and tasted him, his lips stronger than I'd expected. He could spout scripture and I could spout poetry, but none could come close to the eloquence made manifest in the kiss. — Vee Hoffman

Just remember something, okay? And this is neither here nor there but it's something I really want you to know. Not that I think you have much trouble with this, but let's be clear: you don't owe your parents anything if they don't respect you. That's bullshit, to be taught that just because they created you and made sure you didn't roll over in your crib and die, you owe them anything. So what I'm saying is use him. Use him if you can, if he lets you. But then don't think you ever have to look back if he doesn't respect you. — Vee Hoffman

I had nothing to feel guilty about. I had no one to answer to. I could look back upon my short life with Scott and I could smile. My youth and my happiness, I had once thought bitterly, had been taken from me prematurely, and without anything to fill the void left by their absence. But they were being reclaimed, fought for, declared the property of someone who was brave enough to suffer me, to try and understand me. — Vee Hoffman

Am I hot?" He asked gently, voice only just breaking the silence. I jerked my head up, eyes open to look at him. I couldn't believe the question.
"Oh God, Dominic." I choked on the want that was balling in my throat, and blinked hard. "You're magnificent. — Vee Hoffman

He is not a challenge, he is not a conquest. You were once that for him, back when he used to call you a little beast and defeated you handily, time and again. You got the feeling over time and then again that he didn't want to win, when he sparred with you. That was the motivation you needed. The opportunity presented itself; his weakness presented itself. You took it, you beat him, you got better, you stayed neck and neck. Just stay strong, was the first directive. Get stronger, was the next. Don't die, was the final, and that is where you remain. Daunting, to excel at a game that you must eventually lose. Unless you really are an angel. Unless he really is already a ghost. — Vee Hoffman

Desire. You can't fight that; you can only fight yourself after it hits you ... — Vee Hoffman

I wonder if I loved him because I thought no one like you would ever come along. — Vee Hoffman

Dominic, without saying a word, begged for everything physical and everything tender, the sins of the flesh tattooed on him though he had never known such things; or perhaps because he had not. — Vee Hoffman

I tried for a decade not to feel anything," I said. I didn't wipe away the tear that broke free. He'd already seen me cry. Erwin had seen me in literally every humor except perfectly happy. I had nothing to hide. "Why are you making this happen?"
He leaned in and we opened the space between ourselves once more just so he could kiss the tear away from my cheek. You sonofabitch, I mouthed but did not say.
"Are you sure it's all me? — Vee Hoffman

My lips pursed on the shuddering feather softness of his belly and a sigh broke from Dominic that invaded and destroyed and rebuilt my brain, rebuilt it with a true, unwavering knowledge that I was his now. If he wanted, he could do as he wished, but I knew then that no matter the consequence I would follow his whims, wherever they might lead me. — Vee Hoffman

I would be able to feel his heart from across a room, see his eyes and hear his voice, but feeling him as close as I needed, in the unbound intimacy of simple comfort, was something I was scared to lose. — Vee Hoffman

Why do you fall in love with the impossible? — Vee Hoffman

I had never wanted someone like him, physically. But nor had I ever known someone like him, soulfully. — Vee Hoffman

You are already my lover so I cannot offer to make you that. You are already a man so I cannot offer that, either. You are already half of my soul, you are already my religion and my prayer. — Vee Hoffman

People are so different, so fascinating, each in his or her own specific world, waiting to crash into and effect another. Waiting to discover things about themselves, little details and preferences to build an identity out of. The secret identities are the finest, the most difficult to ever fully know. But the fulfillment is so intense, so beautiful. More puzzles, more individual pieces to fit. — Vee Hoffman

This was beautiful, this was us. — Vee Hoffman