Samanyolu Muazzez Quotes & Sayings

It isn't just the way she feels, or smells, or tastes; it's the way she sighs into my mouth, like: finally. Like: you found me. Like: this is everything I dreamed it would be.

How do you ever stop kissing a girl like that?

Maybe it's just that simple, you idiot, I think as our tongues sweep over each other in lazy, relaxing rhythm, low tide on a calm day. You don't. — Dahlia Adler

They were ancient history. They were so ancient they made ancient history look modern.
Well, okay ... maybe medieval. — Roberta Pearce

It was only for two years, and I jumped from family to family. It's very scary. — Mary J. Blige

She's like a picture of our mother that someone crumpled up and tried to smooth out again. — Ben H. Winters

She has a fixation on love. Strong trouble. The girl left her window open one clear night and it crawled into her body while she was asleep. There's no spell can cure it. — Isabel Allende

Man in other people is man's soul. That is what you are, that is what your conscience breathed, relished, was nourished by all your life. Your soul, your immortality, your life in others. And what then? You have been in others and you will remain in others. And what difference does it make to you that later it will be called memory? It will be you, having entered into the composition of the future. — Boris Pasternak

When you study a dog you love, you find beauty in every small detail, and so it is with Lucille: I have become enchanted by the small asymmetrical whorls of white fur on either side of her chest, and by her tail, which she carries in a high confident curve, and by her eyes, which are watchful and intelligent, the color of chestnuts. — Caroline Knapp

People are all crazy ... but the craziest are the ones who never allow themselves to be crazy. — Paulo Coelho

Desire is the engine of creation. — Danielle LaPorte

Just how many soldiers do you think I can fight on my own?" Alice asked.
"As many as necessary," Hatcher said. "I believe in you, Alice."
She felt for the first time that she wanted to kiss him, that she wanted to know what it was like when she chose it. So she did. — Christina Henry

Golden is a surface colour. — Ludwig Wittgenstein