Jill Santopolo Quotes

I learned how to capture lightness of spirit while photographing you. You were my muse, my inspiration for all those shots.

It was an intimate gesture, the kind of thing that happens after all barriers of personal space have been breached.

Its funny to experience the same thing with different people. You see how they react, and how they meet or subvert your expectations.

There are so many kinds of secrets. The sweet ones you want to savor like candy, the grenades that have the potential to destroy your world, and the exciting ones that are more fun the more you share them. Even though our secret was a grenade, it still felt sweet to me.

some relationships feel like a wildfire-they're powerful and compelling and majestic and dangerous and have the capability to burn you before you even realize you've been consumed.....some relationships feel like a hearth fire-they're solid and stable and cozy and nourishing.

My eyes fluttered open and I saw you stroking yourself faster. It felt more intimate than sex, the two of us performing this act for each other, an act that was usually private.

And though she was in this dark and broken place, she was still able to create beauty.

I love you, too... I did, I do, I always have. I realized that then. I love him too, but what I have what you and I have is different. If I'd never met you, maybe he would be enough. But I've taken a bite of the forbidden fruit. I've eaten from the tree of knowledge. I've seen hoe much more there is.

Sometimes we make decisions that seem right at the time, but later, looking back, were clearly a mistake.

Sometimes life seems to chug along, moving forward at a near-glacial pace day to day, until something happens that makes you stop and take notice and realize that a ton of time has passed while you weren't looking. (An anniversary, a birthday, a holiday.)

Lucy. Luce. Luz is light in Spanish, right?" You paused. I nodded. "Well, thank you for filling a dark day with light.

Maybe before you start flirting with boys and kissing boys and trying to date boys, you should know who you are and where you stand.

The thing about roads is sometimes you happen upon them again. Sometimes you get another chance to travel down the same path.

Even without a kiss, this moment is perfect, and you wouldn't trade it for anything.

The moment your body enveloped mine, that's how I felt - safe, enfolded in the strength and warmth of your arms

I craved the kind of closeness I felt in your embrace... I imagined giving myself over to you, completely, the way I used to, abandoning all control, letting you be in charge. I wanted that. I needed that. I'd been trying so hard to hold everything together, and I was done. I needed someone else to take over. I needed YOU to take over.

I didn't write back. I knew I wouldn't be able to bare it if you ignored me again.

Love was complicated. it didn't disappear because someone did something horrible, something you didn't agree with. it lived there, with the disappointment, the disapproval. you had to figure out how to hold both of them in your heart, or you'd love everyone, everything.

Sometimes, I get this feeling that we'd never be close enough. I wanted to climb inside your skin, inside your mind, so I could know all there was to know about you

As far as I'm concerned, ninety-nine percent of surprises should be avoided at all cost. When I can prepare for something, I'm much better at handling it.

Maybe it's the act of caring so deeply about another person that it expands your heart.

Grief felt like it mixed up her brain and her heart, put them back in the wrong places. She wasn't sure how she's set that right ever again.

Love does that. It makes you feel infinite and invincible, like the whole world is open to you, anything is achievable, and each day will be filled with wonder. Maybe it's the act of opening yourself up, letting someone else in - or maybe it's the act of caring so deeply about another person that it expands your heart. I've heard so many people say some version of I never knew how much I could love another human being until . . . And after the until is usually something like my niece was born or I gave birth to a child or I adopted a baby. I never knew how much I could love another human being until I met you, Gabe.
I'll never forget that.

My body reacts so physically to you that it's almost bizarre. Its' been like that ever since I met you, and I always assumed - perhaps hoped - that would change at some point. But it never has.

...that some relationships feel like wildfire–they're powerful and compelling and majestic and dangerous and have the capability to burn you before you even realize you're being consumed.

I hope you find a love like that–one that is all-consuming and powerful that makes you feel like you're going slightly mad. And if you do find that love, embrace it. Hold onto it. When you give yourself over to love like that, your heart will get bruised. It will get battered. But you will also feel invincible and infinite.