J.B. Hartnett Quotes

I wanted to watch you bloom. I wanted to be the man who made you blossom and here I am, face to face with the most beautiful flower I've ever seen. And now it's mine.

I used to tell you everything," I said, wistfully recalling all the letters and phone calls from years past.
"You did."
No bullshit.
Honesty.
I lifted up to my tiptoes, so I could almost look him eye to eye, and said, "I'm really looking forward to having sex with you, Quentin."
At my admission, he threw his head back and filled the entire first floor of his house with laughter.

When the door closed behind him, I cried. I was still crying when my mom returned, and I continued to cry through the night. And then I stopped crying. And started to live for me.

If anyone asks me what I had for lunch, I'm totally gonna say, the cream of some young guy.

Try not to laugh. To the girl with golden hair and beauty with no compare. Wait for me at midnight. Sit at your window, in your lovely pink chair and wait, my sweet. I'll find you there. C

I was too young to understand what letting you go meant when I was eighteen. Now I know, and I don't plan on giving up this time.

You're beautiful, and I bet you..." He thought for a long moment and then he said, "I bet you another kiss on your eighteenth birthday, you are going to be beating guys off with a stick."
"Another kiss?" I laughed and heard it echo back at me through the woods. "I haven't been kissed yet. How can there be-"
Then it happened. I felt his tongue against my lips, and I panicked. What do I do? What do I do? I pulled away and exclaimed, "I don't know how!"
He chuckled and brought my head back to his. Then he showed me how.

I'm scared," I whispered and put the fork down.
"Yeah, I know ya are. We're all gonna die, Cookie. Death is the devil you know. The better you live, the more you piss him off, and he just hates that. Right now, you're lettin' him get his way.

You're light, Victoria. And when you're ready, I hope I get to make you shine again.

I brought you here for the same reason I keep coming back to the bar in the hope of hearing you sing, the same reason I bought this and your other paintings. I need you. It scares the f**k out of me but I have never felt this in my entire life. I need to be near you, to hear your voice and see your face.

You're like a bad penny," I said, squinting at him. "Sometimes, you need a penny when you least expect it, Victoria.

But when you know, you know. And when you've lost everything you thought was real, you recognize real when you see it. You just have to trust it.

Then let's be scared together, Anika. Let me love you the way you should be loved. We'll take each day as it comes, but we have to talk. You have to promise me that if you start to feel panicky at all, you'll tell me. Don't walk away. I want to help, I mean it.

It's the beard," I said to my friends matter-of-factly. "It makes me want to just climb up onto his face, hold onto his man-mane, and take a ride. Wait, did I just say that out loud?

Because your pain is my pain, Anika. I can't take it away, but I'll wear it with you.

My heart had healed with the balm of another, love blossoming, love renewed, reunited in the arms of the first man who'd treasured it, and treasured it still.

He leaned down and kissed me again, more chaste this time. "Now, we get to know each other. When it happens, whether it happens tonight or another one, I just want it to mean to you what it'll mean to me.

We'd better go before I try to make out with you in my kitchen." She laughed out loud, her dark hair shining in the fluorescent lights. "Zack would love that!