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I already knew the next story that I was going to rewrite from the beginning. Mine. — Indu Muralidharan

Don't cry,' he breathed out so very close to my face. Just a little closer and I'd feel his lips ghosting against mine. "It's like a punch in my guts when you cry.'
"You shouldn't touch me,' I said, but despite my words, I didn't try to move away from his touch. A tear ran to my upper lip and I tasted it with the very tip of my tongue. Nolan's eyes darkened when he followed it, not straying from my mouth. I could see goosebumps over his skin on his neck and on his forearms. "Nolan? — Stephanie Witter

They say some couples are joined in heaven, and on Earth they look for their partner soul to be with.
I knew I had found mine in her. And who can fight heaven? — Ruth Ahmed

His face is close to mine, his hand warm against my back through my shirt. Despite the smile on his lips, his gaze is so sad it feels like my heart is ripping in two, turning to ash as I look at him. He knows as well as I do that neither of us is leaving Avon alive if we touch down again. He'll never see snow, and I'll never teach him what skis are. — Amie Kaufman

If I could do it all over again, I'd probably still leave. Except, this time, I would hold you closer, tighter, longer. I would kiss you a thousand more times, tell you I love you ten thousand more times, have sex with you one million more times. I didn't get it right the first time when you were mine. If I could it all over again, I would value your trust, stand by your actions, and never take score...even though I'm totally winning. So if you can just find it in your heart to shut the hell up and love me, I swear with every fiber of my being that I will spend every possible minute loving you." A smile that flirts with cruelty lifts on his mouth. "Your move. I'm wearing to many clothes. — Elisa Marie Hopkins

If I have learned anything in this long life of mine, it is this: in love we find out who we want to be; in war we find out who we are. — Kristin Hannah

A poet is an unpaid laborer of a mine where he digs into the mountain to find rough diamonds. He then polishes them with his imagination and emotion to share with everyone. — Debasish Mridha

I'll keep looking- till that watery reflection of mine in your eye, rolls down as a tear. I'll keep looking till we finally look away like our lives never met. Let's cheat destiny as if we never knew each other. Let's do this last thing together. — Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Stick with me, kid. I've got this." His words were an echo of a promise he made long ago, not long after we first met. He always knew exactly what to say, to do, and that's the reason I didn't move away when he brought his lips down to mine. It's the reason I let my hands slide over his bare chest. They mimicked the way his tongue slid along my lower lip when I sighed and melted into him. — E.M. Denning

One month. Thirty days. I could bury myself in my art and forget the feel of his lips sliding across mine. I could forget the scent of his cologne, the way my body reacted when he touched me.
I sighed. Thirty days suddenly seemed like an eternity. — E.M. Denning

In eleven or twelve years of writing, Mike, I can lay claim to at least this: I have never written beneath myself. I have never written anything that I didn't want my name attached to. I have probed deeper in some scripts and I've been more successful in some than others. But all of them that have been on, you know, I'll take my lick. They're mine and that's the way I wanted them. — Rod Serling

His eyes burned mine. "You just fight for what you want Katherine. The question is, how much do you want me?" Am I worth the fight? The question was implied and his eyes were begging me for assurance. — Carolina Soto

I leaned forward and kissed him. His eyes widened, then his lips parted and he kissed me back, mouth warm and firm against mine and that floating feeling washed over me and through me, and it was so amazing that when it ended, I just stayed there, my face so close to his I could feel his breath, see those incredible amber eyes, and that was all I could see,
all I wanted to see. — Kelley Armstrong

Anyone - your daddy or mine, your ancestor or mine, your god or mine - who bays for blood of "infidels" is an a***ole. And non-divine. — Fakeer Ishavardas

Hi, I'm Bub Richards." He extended his hand in greeting. I didn't extend mine back. I was floored that he just plopped down like he was invited. He wasn't a bad looking man, with soft blue eyes, chestnut wavy hair and baby face, but he had an awful lot of gall.
"I'm leaving, nice to meet you, Bub," I said as I stood up. — Elle Klass

Love is the connection between souls synchronized through heart beats.
Quote from my upcoming book 'Always Be MINE — Neha Daraad

All I could think about was the heat of his soft lips, the way they fitted so wonderfully as I was coaxing him to open them some more, just enough to let my tongue slip in and taste him. I needed a taste, needed to complete this fantasy of mine. — Stephanie Witter

I was sucked in by the blackness of her eyes. I was pulled under as she sank mercifully deep. I imagined her whole body playing inside mine, writhing up and down as I was filled and emptied. My deepest fire ignited then raged and finally exploded. My eyes were open when it happened. Nikki thundered down on me and rocked me in her arms until I stopped shaking. There was nothing more to save and nothing more to give. That sacred part of my soul was now and forever hers. — Giselle Fox

His kiss was like no other! His kiss was enchanted and fairy-tale like. He applied pressure, but just enough to feel his tenderness and warmth. I could feel his heart beating wildly as he pressed his chest against my chest all the while his loving lips brushed up against mine with a care-filled affection. His tongue lightly licked the outer edges of my mouth, and then searched for my tongue. The pursuit allowed a marriage of both tongues to meet - inspiring a mingling tango of hot and heavy French kissing to manifest profusely. We kissed like two hot and horny teenagers, our mouths moving and craving each others lips, in animalistic desires! — Keira D. Skye

Every dream, every hope, every ambition would have been true.... If only.... If only you were mine! — Kiran Joshi

Thoughts
thoughts. Are they not mine?
I think, I write, I type.
Thoughts. Are they wise?
Let truth be told in words, compiled together, create a page, a book.
Thoughts. Are they master piece?
Is it a prize winner? ... An Alfred Nobel?
Thoughts. Are they not mine?
Gift of God?
they are not mine. — Edna Stewart

For some reason, the smell brings tears to my eyes. I almost feel like I'm saying goodbye to him, which is ridiculous because I'm seeing him again in just a few hours. It's like saying goodbye to a dream that was never mine in the first place. Love is the worst. — Jacqueline E. Smith

When someone picks the Gnani Purush's [the enlightened one's] 'pocket', how does the Gnani Purush' look at it? "Very well! This amount is now credited to my account"! Money spent for the home is money down the drain. How can anyone 'see' this [fact] with the narrow inner intent of 'mine and yours'? With an all encompassing [broader] intent, one will see 'as it is', that is called 'Gnan' [Knowledge]. — Dada Bhagwan

You want to hear something really sad?' I whisper. 'You're my best friend.'
'You're right. That is really sad.' Oliver grins.
'That's not what I meant.'
'Are we still playing True Confessions?' he asks.
'Is that what we're doing?'
He reaches toward me and rubs a strand of my hair between his fingers. 'I think you're beautiful,' Oliver says. 'Inside and out.'
He leans forward from the tiniest bit and breathes in, closing his eyes, before he lets the hair fall back against my cheek. I feel it inside me, as if I've been shocked.
I don't pull away.
I don't want to pull away.
'I ... I don't know what to say,' I stammer.
Oliver's eyes light up. 'Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walk into mine,' he quotes. He moves slowly, so that I know what's coming, and kisses me. — Jodi Picoult

The best and biggest gold mine is in between your ears. To find the gold, think deeply and think better. — Debasish Mridha

That which the entire world regards as 'mine', it is [really] 'not mine'; this Knowledge itself is the Self, the Soul. — Dada Bhagwan

See everything, but judge nothing. Just choose your own path and let others choose their own. See everything, but judge no one. Just focus on your own path and let others focus on their own. See everything, but judge not what you see. You have your own inner worlds to conquer, your own inner gardens to water and to hone. You have your own inner gold to mine. See all, judge not, know thyself. — C. JoyBell C.

His eyes burned into mine, chasing away any remaining dark shadows, and then he added in a hoarse voice, I will love you for all eternity. — Sharon Ricklin Jones

I am yours but you are free of mine.
My love is yours but I don't want any return — Debasish Mridha

Neither gold nor diamonds mine themselves. — Johnnie Dent Jr.

Your middle name might be discreet, but mine is resourceful, Darling. — Ella Dominguez

the most
beautiful tide
is the sweep
of your heart
against mine. — Sanober Khan

Some say love cannot be bought, but mine is available at this time for anyone with a good heart and the ability to use a photocopier. — Sarah Rees Brennan

My mouth had sought his, and his had grown as eager as mine. There was no fairy-tale music, but there was something there. And it had quickly hardened against my thigh. — Alice Clayton

Word of advice, sister mine. If you want to keep your papers private, don't write 'Private' on the cover. It set the mater right off. It was all I could do to stop her sniffing around like some great sniffing thing. — Lauren Willig

Another part or piece,' said Diabolus, 'of mine excellent armour, is a dumb and prayerless spirit, a spirit that scorns to cry for mercy, let the danger be ever so great; therefore be you, my Mansoul, sure that you make use of this. — John Bunyan

What is the benefit of egoism? It is only through the benefit of egoism that people get their daughters married, get their sons married, walk around as a father and say 'mine, mine'! The entire world is enjoying the benefit of egoism. The Gnanis (Self-realized) enjoy the benefit of the Self. — Dada Bhagwan

One comes back [reborn] as a son because of harmony with us [from the past life] and one comes back as a son also because of enmity [vengeance from the past life], [but] needlessly arises the illusion [wrong belief] that 'they are mine...they are mine'. — Dada Bhagwan

He smiled sadly, then placed his hand around mine so we were holding the book together. "I believe that - with everything I have," he said, holding my gaze. He kissed the edge of the book because he could not kiss me. — Rachel Hartman

As an artist, my talents are not mine alone to just keep. My creations have to touch lives, spread love and let my skills be used only in good things but should be selfless not through selfish motives. In this manner, I am giving the gift back to my Master Creator. - Elizabeth's Quotes — Elizabeth E. Castillo

I' with 'my' is known as the embodied Soul [Jivatma]. 'I am' and 'All this is mine' is the state of an embodied Soul [Jivatma]. And 'I indeed am' and 'All this is not mine', is the state of the Absolute Supreme Self [Parmatma]!!! — Dada Bhagwan

I opened my eyes to find a fuzzy face staring into mine. I laughed and scratched Boomer's head. "Your dog is a pervert, he watched the whole thing. — E.M. Denning

Every day for a week, sitting in my idling car, saying goodbye without saying anything at all - the touch of his hand, his forehead pressed to mine, the way he brushed my hair out of my face, tucking it behind my ear. And still, he hadn't kissed me. Not once. Nothing but that brief brush of his lips. I was beginning to go a little crazy. — Emme Rollins

We had sun, but we asked for a rainbow. We called the drizzle, but we got heavy rains! Now it's gone.. We are left with drizzle, waiting the sun light to pass through. When the sun shines tomorrow, only the drizzle is mine.. Rainbow is yours! And I'm deaf and you're blind! — Heshan Udunuwara

Bridget was the first to bow forward and inspect our weapons. "May I hold my sickle? Just for a moment?"
"Sure," said Nikolas with a chuckle, handing it to her. "Show us your moves."
"Twirl it!" blurted Anthony.
"Go on, Bridge. Bring that baby in!" Gillian looped her hips with animation.
To Anthony's delight, Bridget began to twirl the sickle as though it were an extension of her arm. "Patrick?" he called over his shoulder. "Will Bridget's room be next to mine? — Lowvee Cole

OTHER lives may find their happiest moments infiltrated with tragedy, and their proudest touched with comedy. This had almost invariably been true of mine. My proudest hour found me, the newly elected president of the United Nations, perched atop three thick New York City telephone books given me in lieu of a cushion that I might see and be seen by the delegates below the podium. — Carlos P. Romulo

Number 23 had plenty of redeeming qualities that made falling for him a justifiable accident. But our connection had nothing to do with our similarities, our differences, our aesthetic attractions, or our emotional and physical needs. When we spoke, he was truly with me. Our egos, our personas, expected social cues, the facades that everyone builds around them that are supposed to sculpt the way the world sees us, were stripped with Number 23 and I. He was immediately my best friend, familiar and safe - an epiphany that I had been spending my life alone in crowded rooms.
Our souls were naked. We initially curled into the warmth of that connection. But once we knew how real it was, we felt exposed, vulnerable, and raw. While his defense was his fearful recoil, mine was dictation. — Maggie Young

A Speechmaker's Prayer:
"Let each word of mine be tender and sweet,
Just in case someone might make me eat it. — Ana Claudia Antunes

Cover mine eyes, O my Love!
Mine eyes that are weary of bliss
As of light that is poignant and strong
O silence my lips with a kiss,
My lips that are weary of song!
Shelter my soul, O my love!
My soul is bent low with the pain
And the burden of love, like the grace
Of a flower that is smitten with rain:
O shelter my soul from thy face! — Sarojini Naidu

You want to be free. You also want to be mine. You can't be both. — Nenia Campbell

Lift up your eyes unto mine air and see the love floating there for I am Paradise and I am everywhere. — Allen Meece

You are unique in the world, a friend like no other. It's so amazing that we have so much in common so your happiness is also mine. — Auliq Ice

Like the number nine
eternity is forever mine — Kenneth G. Ortiz

The fact of your heart's enfoldment in mine is evidence enough that there is, underneath it all, some hidden order to this world. — Eric Micha'el Leventhal

I've become your heartbeat making you mine
Upon every kiss of passion our souls shine — Munia Khan

Alas! this is not what I thought life was.
I knew that there were crimes and evil men,
Misery and hate; nor did I hope to pass
Untouched by suffering, through the rugged glen.
In mine own heart I saw as in a glass
The hearts of others ... And when
I went among my kind, with triple brass
Of calm endurance my weak breast I armed,
To bear scorn, fear, and hate, a woeful mass! — Percy Bysshe Shelley

I feel your body against mine, while our lips are intertwined. — Avijeet Das

Your mind is the biggest uninvented gold mine. Dig it; you will find the gold. — Debasish Mridha

I didn't want a story - a beginning. Not anymore. I have long ago stopped walking on a road where my dreams walk around. I change my destination a hundred times if I ever see an old wish of mine standing there in its real form. I don't know them. I don't want to. They too must not know me. They too must not recognise me as their owner. — Khadija Rupa

People will let you down in this business every single day. I think you'll be let down and disappointed more than you'll be accepted and excited. But you need to find ways to keep yourself inspired. This is mine. What's yours? — Jenna Mullins

tears swell
in the wells
of my eyes.
love is a
constant
side effect
of mine. — K.Y. Robinson

He lifts my chin and looks at me.
"I don't want to break you, Lou-Lou."
He leans his forehead against mine.
"But sometimes you have to break in order to be fixed. And if you trust me enough to fall apart, I swear...I'll put you back together again. — Ashley Jade

Tears ache in my throat and each time his lips caress mine I'm closer to the dam within me bursting open. He's undoing me, tearing out my demons with burning strokes of his lips and the salty taste of his mouth. In his arms, I'm changing, becoming anew. — Sarah Noffke

A society must create lots of sunshine for its miners as they need the sun most! And 'to be remembered, to be respected' is a good sunshine; 'safety in the mine' is a good sunshine! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

To find wealth, we may not need to mine for treasure if we learn how to mine between our ears. — Debasish Mridha

You are a gold mine of potential power. You have to dig to find it and make it real. — Debasish Mridha

A lot of money is tainted - Taint yours and taint mine. — Xaviera Hollander

Color" is skin-deep and not soul-deep. Quit making it soul-deep. All souls are mine saith the Lord. As the soul of the father, so also the soul of the son is His. What matters is that, the soul who sins is the one who will die (ref. Ez. 18:4) — Josephine Akhagbeme

Like Breccan was known to do, he pushed the angry Gwarda a bit more. "It's settled then. She's mine." He cleared his throat and braced himself for the punch he knew would come.
Darius's fist came fast, landing hard against Breccan's jaw. — Madison Thorne Grey

I could recognise his soul in mine as much as he could find me in his. Our sole existences seemed to have been for this very moment when nothing else mattered. — X. Williamson

He smiled at me shyly and took a step closer. I froze, heart pounding, as he put one hand on my cheek and leaned toward me. I swallowed, gazing up at him with what I hoped was an expectant (and not alarmed) expression. He bent his head toward mine and ... — J.M. Richards

The only person's heart I'm concerned with protecting is yours. Don't take this the wrong way, but your heart is much more fragile than mine right now and that's okay. There's nothing wrong with that. — Stephanie Kaleto

Every time love touches my heart, I am changed. And each time the identity I had thought to be mine and to be my last, dissolves like raindrops into the ground, ready to nourish the new I have found. — Atalina Wright

He who sees a gold bullion more valuable than a tree has surely an intelligence much less than a donkey's! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

There was no slow build. No peaceful meander to the summit. It was like sheet lighting stretching across a stormy sky - beautiful and blinding. I leaned forward and seized his mouth with mine. — E.M. Denning

Angel you may have lucked out this time, but just remember I'm going to be on your ass until I get my revenge. I promise you this will not be the last time you will see me! You're a dead man Medina, maybe not now but soon! - Orlando to Angel under the crumbling furnace in the hotel. — Angel Ramon Medina

Many years ago a friend of mine, Kevin O'Niel made a very profound comment ...
The difference between the love of God and the love of man is that man loves people or things because they are precious: but God simply loves us - and by loving us makes us precious. — Kevin King

You can take my life, but you'll never break me.
So bring me your worst ...
And I will definitely give you mine. — Sherrilyn Kenyon

Your body isn't really yours, Jackie boy. Your body is mine and I'm claiming squatter's rights. — Jonathan Dunne

Leaves will fall, cold will creep in
A circle of life that ends where it begins
It may take a thousand years and a thousand poems penned
But my hair will someday gray and my back will bend
Then my shadow will join my body in the earth once again.
I know not the way, or even the when
Or who chooses that day we're called away to ascend
But you bathed me in your bravery and forgave me my sins
You made a home in your heart for mine to live in
And in return, my friend, this poem is my oath that a river of love will run through it until the very end. — Ryan Winfield

He has me pinned on my back in record time, his mouth crashing against mine as we frantically devour one another. "Awesome speech," he murmurs, pushing my sweater up and planting his hot mouth against my equally hot skin. "Very motivational. — Siobhan Davis

In a print interview, as you may or may not know, they [editors] can do whatever they want. And they do. This is why most people are more hesitant to do print, because they can change it, and they do change it. They even change things that are in quotation marks, which is a pet peeve of mine. I've said to numerous reporters, "Would you read me back my direct quotes?" And they always say no. They always say that's against the policy. — Fran Lebowitz

I want you to crave
the crisp ocean breeze
as much as I do.
I want your soul to be
as rain-swept
as mine. — Sanober Khan

I slide my feet onto the seat next to him, my ankle brushing against his thigh. "No shallowness of breath? No rapidly beating heart?"
He rests one hand on my foot as he continues to mess with his phone. His eyes meet mine in amusement. "Are those the indicators? I might have an issue after all. — Kasie West

We'll have to go back there one day, the both of us. You can show my all your favorite places."
"Silly man," I laughed and pulled his face down to mine. "You are my favorite place. — E.M. Denning

I want to gossip about forever / against the part of your back that / is mine. — Mikl Paul

I sensed her before I saw her but I didn't scream. I remember thinking at the time that the split seconds before death were a quiet and still place. Her eyes were unapologetic, piercing and untamed. This is how it will end, I thought to myself with no sense of tragedy. It seemed complete and, in a way, romantic. But another second passed and then another. She released me from her hypnotic gaze and bent her beautiful head. And then with gentle flicks of her tongue began to drink from the river. Her eyes never wavered from mine as she lapped at the cool waters that flowed between us. And then, in a blink and a whisper, she was gone. — Giselle Fox