Charles Sheehan-Miles Quotes

I LOVE YOU,CARRIE

Don't you get it? Can you imagine the ... the heroism? That's what grace is all about. He didn't even think for one second about himself. All he thought about was that little girl, and saving her life.

Alex, I don't want to date you. I don't want you to be my girlfriend. I don't want us to be together for just a little while. I want you forever. I want us to look at each other, and say we love each other, and decide to be together forever. Alex ... I want to spend our lives together. If we ever decided we want to have kids, I want it to be me and you.

Because you make me better. You make me-you make me feel like I matter. Like my life matters. I feel like, with you, I can do anything in the world. That we can do anything in the world. And we will.

I don't have room for serious in my life."

He stepped close and brushed my lips with his, then spoke in a low tone. "I want you to be serious about me,

It wasn't. Ray was too alive, too vital, too much of everything. Everything about him was real, solid. He couldn't be these things the doctor described. Not breathing on his own. No brain activity. Not Ray.
"I don't have home without him", Carrie said when doctor asked her to go home.
"I won't give up on him. Do you hear me, Doctor? Don't you give up on him!

I don't want to screw this up, Julia. I don't ever want to be a person who hurts you.

You don't get to decide what's to big a risk for me. You don't decide what's good for me and what isn't. That's my decision, Dylan. If you care about me so much, then how dare you do this all by yourself? I choose not to destroy my present because of the risk of a future that might or might not happen.You should think about that.

I want you to love me."
"I don't even know you."
"Then I'll settle for a date. Bowling?

And you won't write any more stupid songs about me?"
"Can't promise that. In fact, that may be all I do for the rest of my life.

I love you, Carrie," he whispered between shuddering breaths.
"Forever," I whispered.

What are you afraid of?" he asked.
"Losing control," I replied.
"Sometimes losing control can be wicked awesome," he said.

Did I piss you off somehow? Because I'm having some trouble figuring you out."
Crank shrugged and looked out the window again, then said, "I'm not an easy guy to figure out."
"I'm not interested enough to try. It's just that last night you were all, stay the hell away, and this morning you were friendly, and now I'm sitting in a car with an ice cube. I don't do moody."
"I didn't ask you to," he responded.
"Are you always such a dickhead?"
His eyes widened, and he looked over at me. Then he smirked and laughed out loud. We were still sitting at a red light, so I glared at him.
"You're actually really hot," he said. The smirk on his face widened a little.
"You're actually really an ass," I replied.

I wonder if that's why it was so painful when we split up? Because we'd fallen so hard, so fast. I lost myself in him.

Small moment, missed opportunities, things we don't see or pay attention to at the time sometimes have a far bigger impact on our lives than we would have ever guessed in advance.

If you send me on my way today," I whispered "If you tell me to get the hell out of your life and never come back ... I'll accept it. But it will be the one and only permanent regret of my life: that we never made love.That we lost our future together.

That feeling that I could touch the sky? That's exactly how you make me feel. (Ray)

She stopped, then finally turned around, and looked at me. "Just because you've been in a war doesn't mean you've got a monopoly on shitty situations. And this is a shitty situation. So back to what I said before. Don't tell me what to do."(Sarah)

Alex, I don't need to keep myself safe from you. I don't want to keep myself safe from you. You mean too much to me. I'd rather have a lifetime of heartache, from you breaking my heart, than even imagine my life without you at all. Because a life without you wouldn't be a life at all.

I should go. My date ... "
"Screw him."
"That wasn't on the agenda for tonight."
He gave me a wicked grin.
"I'm glad.

I never stopped loving you," he whispered. "Not even for a second. Even when I hated you.

The things you rebel against are the things that define you

I stood there for a few more seconds, watching her go. And I couldn't do anything but admire her courage, her compassion. I wanted her. I wanted her so badly I was shaking.

Ray ... I don't know if you can hear me. I don't know if you're in there. But you need to know ... that I love you. I love you, and I want you home with me. Please come back, Ray. Please wake up.

Someday you going to make some man very happy
I hope its going to be Ray ...
Your soldier? I nodded, a half smile in my face
You love him?
Yes ... Yes I do ...

That's why you love me."
"I do not love you. I don't even like you."
"You will," he said, his voice low and luscious.

I don't want to be one of your conquests. I don't want to be another fucking girl getting screwed…"
"I like it when you say 'fucking'."
I closed my eyes. "You're impossible."
"That's why you love me."
"I do not love you. I don't even like you."
"You will," he said, his voice low and luscious. I could feel the vibration of that voice from my ears all the way down to my feet.
"Maybe," I whispered. "But not tonight.

I rested my hand on hers. Actually, when I wasn't paying attention, it was in hers. I don't know if it helped. I don't know if it made any difference at all, if she had even the vaguest sense that I was there, that I was thinking about her and hurting for her and praying for her. All I could do was try. All I could do was be here. All I could give her was my love, even if she never knew.

It's not about the size of your body, kid. It's about the size of your heart.
The Last Hour

I'm afraid she's going to grow right past me and end up falling in love with some asshole who has it all together.

From the moment I put my mom's car in drive, my coffee mug still on the roof, I could tell it was going to be a rough day. The mug, which had been a cute gift from Dylan, went flying off the car and smashed into a million pieces. I gasped as I saw it spinning in the rearview mirror, falling in what seemed like slow motion until it hit the street, splattering my coffee and tiny pieces of porcelain across the road.

I can imagine a life without you, but it seems impossible dreary, imperfect, unhappy.

You still smell like strawberries, and it's breaking my heart.

What do you want from me, Crank?"
He gritted his teeth, and I saw his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed. "I want to know what you look like with that dress off. I want to take you home with me and tear it off and make love to you until you scream.

When I'm ninety, I want you to tell me that it's my turn to ask you a question, and if that miracle happens, then my question is going to be, 'Do you still love me?' and I hope that answer will still be yes.

One day she was going to have a wonderful, amazing fucking life. And while I might not be a part of it, I was going to remember. I'd remember every second we had together, and never, ever let it go.

There's such a thing as ruining your present because of worries about your future