I met a boy whose eyes showed me that the past, present and future were all the same thing. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Don't die on me," she ordered. "You are not dying on me.""Yes, ma'am." He felt light-headed, but she was about the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Her hair was smoldering. Her face was smudged with soot. She had a cut on her arm, her dress was torn, and she was missing a boot. Beautiful. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
A weak but steady throb lay beneath Kev's searching fingertips. Win's heartbeat...the pulse that sustained his universe. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Don’t worry if people think you’re crazy. You are crazy. You have that kind of intoxicating insanity that lets other people dream outside of the lines and become who they’re destined to be. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Love doesn't come with an on-off switch. It's made of too many threads of memory and hope and heartache that weave themselves into the very core of who you are. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I caught myself thinking about falling in love with someone who I hoped was out there right now thinking about the possibility of me, but I quickly banished the notion. It was that kind of thinking that landed me in this situation to begin with. Hope can ruin you. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
The gospel is this: We are more sinful and flawed in ourselves than we ever dared believe, yet at the very same time we are more loved and accepted in Jesus Christ than we ever dared hope. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
She disliked me. But she worshipped my brother. He didn't see her, not really. Not like I did. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
I cared about Ben, but I was never in love with him. I was in love with what it said about me that I had a boyfriend like Ben, and that's just different. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
...to understand infatuation, how the loved person can become a holding pattern for all the tattered ends of memory, experience and thought you've ever had. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
Your cowboy persona meshed so well with the dreams Chris has of the torn and silent men she's been rejected by. The fact that you don't return messages turns your answerphone into a blank screen onto which we can project our fantasies. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>
In starlit nights I saw you,So cruelly you kissed me.Your lips a magic world,Your sky all hung with jewels.The killing moonWill come too soon. Nov 24, 2024 - Fabian Biese>