Hachton Quotes & Sayings

He's the boy who smokes Marlboro cigarettes and I'm the girl who makes theater puppets. Dreams and ashes - two things in the universe that should never meet because they are opposites, right? — Rae Hachton

In Bio last year, I learned that blood is actually a dark maroon when it's inside your body. It's the exposure to oxygen that turns it bright red. And there must have been a lot of oxygen in my bathroom, because that blood was bright, bright red. — Leila Sales

But it's a neurological fact that the scared self holds on while the reasoned one lets go. — Mary Karr

Run, sweetheart, run. — Rae Hachton

There is absolutely nothing monstrous about being a vampire. In fact, it's quite beautiful. — Rae Hachton

I love playing Chekhov. That's the hardest; that's why I love it most. — Uta Hagen

Don't Fear the Reaper. — Rae Hachton

With painstaking rumination, the tips of his fingers grazed over my neck, a deafening silence. I didn't move as his hand paused at the base of my throat. He listened to the arrhythmic beating of my heart, my pulse thumping beneath his fingers. He kissed me along my neckline and throat. I almost burst apart from the longing. My blood burned for him. — Rae Hachton

That's the problem, Frankie. That's why I'm not kissing you right now. A kiss just isn't a kiss. It's no ordinary thing. One day perhaps I can prove that to you. People have died from wanting - desiring - a mere kiss; it's more complex than you believe it to be. You're very pretty ... beautiful even. But you shouldn't let just any guy kiss you. It should be meaningful. And you shouldn't be so willing to share your lips with him. Sharing your lips loosely is nearly as intimate as sharing other parts of yourself. One teases and tempts the other, in a great prelude. I'd like to think you don't kiss very often. — Rae Hachton

Ellie, would you frolic in the land of forever with me? — Rae Hachton

When I kiss you, it will be THE kiss, not just A kiss. — Rae Hachton

Hands that never touch. Lips that never meet. The Almost Lovers, never to be. — Rae Hachton

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and bit her bottom lip. I found it to be such an erotic gesture that it aroused me. My eyes began making love to her in the dark. Unseen hands passed over her curves, quietly descending ... trembling at her great beauty. I didn't even know her, but I wanted her. My gaze danced over her every curve, from her nose and lips, to her breasts and hips, surreptitiously. She had no idea of my thoughts. Shadow sex. — Rae Hachton

I never really wanted to die. But I followed through anyway. The pain in my heart was excruciating, and death was beautiful. — Rae Hachton

I was made to rule the darkness. — Rae Hachton

For society, marriage is undoubtedly beneficial. But the burdens of civilized morality are too heavy for many to bear. — Jed Rubenfeld

You Just scared me half to death," I said.
"You should be thrilled you're halfway there. — Rae Hachton

I realized someone else might tell you you're pretty. I'd do anything to keep you away from that person. — Rae Hachton

The first men to be created and formed were called the Sorcerer of Fatal Laughter, the Sorcerer of Night, Unkempt, and the Black Sorcerer ... They were endowed with intelligence, they succeeded in knowing all that there is in the world. When they looked, instantly they saw all that is around them, and they contemplated in turn the arc of heaven and the round face of the earth ... [Then the Creator said]: 'They know all ... what shall we do with them now? Let their sight reach only to that which is near; let them see only a little of the face of the earth! ... Are they not by nature simple creatures of our making? Must they also be gods? — Anonymous

I'd learned that loving someone, being in love with someone, and being dependent upon someone are three separate things. — Rae Hachton

A life of mere pleasure! A little while, in the spring-time of the senses, in the sunshine of prosperity, in the jubilee of health, it may seem well enough. But how insufficient, how mean, how terrible when age comes, and sorrow, and death! A life of pleasure! What does it look like when these great changes beat against it
when the realities of eternity stream in? It looks like the fragments of a feast, when the sun shines upon the withered garlands, and the tinsel, and the overturned tables, and the dead lees of wine. — Edwin Hubbel Chapin

For there has never been a story nearly as tragic as the one of Frankenstein, except for that of Johnny Heart and his Francesca Valentine. — Rae Hachton

The only thing that will ever be real, is this moment,' I turned to the statue, 'when you made me feel alive, when you made me feel real, when I felt like you really love me. Now? I'm just your monster, Frankie. I will always be a monster. — Rae Hachton

All people have the ability to be a monster, some choose not to be that way. — Rae Hachton

I believe that love can do anything - it can change how one sees things, how one sees this world. It can turn a monster into a man or turn a man into a monster. And it has the ability to blind you. If you did love a monster, you wouldn't even know it. Love is a powerful thing. Love can conquer death - nothing is as romantic as the thought of being eternal simply because another soul owns your heart entirely. — Rae Hachton

Dying would be normal for me, and one day, I'd be buried beneath a stone, and nothing would matter anymore. It'd be ordinary, like life.
And that terrified me, endlessly. — Rae Hachton

Prayer is the main dish. Everything else is gravy. — Jared Brock

You can't just enter scene like that and disappear. — Rae Hachton

My Heart's still beating for you - Very Dark and Always. — Rae Hachton

I've never wanted a heart as much as I want yours. — Rae Hachton

His eyes glistened. I'd never seen eyes that bright or that green. His were emblazoned by a dark symphony. When he blinked, his lashes spread below his bottom lid like satin spider legs, a million wishes to be made upon them, in exchange for these nightmares. — Rae Hachton

We are all Romeos looking for our Juliet, but never finding her. — Rae Hachton