Mia Sheridan Quotes

It's always been you, and no one else.

I'm not leaving you. I'm just not going to sneak around with you. You have a life." She bit her lip, looking down. "I don't blame you for that. But - " "I know," I said, feeling as if my heart was breaking open in my chest. "We deserve more than that.

When we opened our eyes and he stared down at me, smoothing my hair back and tucking a piece behind my ear, his eyes told me everything his voice couldn't. We communicated a thousand words, without a single one being spoken.

That's how Tenleigh affected me. I wanted her so desperately I felt like some part of me was starving for her.

There are no interesting stories in these parts, just weary, never-ending tales of tragedy and woe. And toothlessness.

As his eyes moved over my face, something gentled in his expression. "Lydia, so forgiving. If only I could let go the way you've seemed to be able to."
"You have to, Brogan. You have to or it will ruin you inside"
"Maybe I'm already ruined, Mo Chroi.

I barely heard someone behind me at the bar say, "Are they fighting or having a book club?" And a different person answered, "I'm unclear. Looks like foreplay to me." We both ignored them.

Anytime she was in the room, it was like the whole place was bathed in her warmth." He tilted his head, looking thoughtful for a second. "Does that sound like an exaggeration? Maybe overly dramatic, poetic words from a boy who has loved her his whole life?

I don't know, I'm kinda busy. I've got a pity party scheduled for eight o'clock followed by wallowing at nine.

I realize now that there are a lot of paths in life. Some we choose and some are chosen for us. I was dealt some shit, just like a lot of us are, and I made a lot of poor choices too. I have to take responsibility for those. But the only thing we'll get from trying to figure out where another path would have taken us are questions there are no answers to, and heartbreak that can't be healed. Regardless of how we got there, all any of us can do is move forward from where we are.

Someday, I said, when we're old and gray, I'm going to look at you lying in bed beside me, just like this, and I'm going to look into your eyes and know that it's only ever been you. And that is going to be the great joy of my life, Bree Prescott.

There's always someone society chooses not to see. There's always someone who is invisible through no fault of their own.

I was sitting in this small coffee shop a couple days ago and I saw this old man sitting at a table across from me. He looked so lonely, so sad. I was too, but it suddenly occurred to me that some people go through their whole lives never being loved or loving as deeply as I love you. There's always going to be the chance that I could lose you in this lifetime. There's nothing any of us can do about the possibility of loss. But in that moment, I decided that I was more interested in focusing on the great privilege I've been given in having you at all. Ch. 32

~ Jake is my lion, and Leo is my boy, I love both, I need both - Just one or the other doesn't add up to the complete person that he's become.~

there was no real bravery without fear

Bad things don't happen to people because they deserve for them to happen. It just doesn't work that way. It's just ... life. And no matter who we are, we have to take the hand we're dealt, crappy though it may be, and try our very best to move forward anyway, to love anyway, to have hope anyway ... to have faith that there's a purpose to the journey we're on.

I've wanted to taste them and suck on them since I walked in on you the other day," I admitted, my lips against her skin as I kissed the other breast. "I've wondered if they taste as sweet as they look.

I was finally home. Not the place, but his arms. Archer's arms were my home- the only place I wanted to be, the place where I felt safe. The place where I felt loved.

I myself might have found him appealing if he wasn't so obviously crazy and useless.

You get my heart, Eloise. You. And, God, I hope you want it. But if you don't, I still won't regret giving it to you.

My God, she's enchanting. My God, she's mine.

If I were just a boy, and you were just a girl, I wouldn't kiss you once like you asked." He paused and my heart dropped. Oh. "Eden, I'd kiss you long, and I'd kiss you often.

She took part of my pain and made it her own. I didn't want her to hurt, but to share my scars with another human was a relief that I hadn't even known I needed until I got it.

But what I did know was that I loved a girl. And I knew I loved her in a way I'd never, ever recover from. I knew I loved her to the very core of myself. And I knew she loved me back.

Can we kiss some more? he asked, his eyes shining with desire

I've found that people say what suits them in the moment. Doesn't always mean it can be counted on

I realized that I couldn't remember a time when you weren't the first thing I thought of in the morning or the last before I fell asleep at night. You own me, Evie. You always have.

For a couple hours, I was a kid, doing something simple that I had never done when I was actually a kid. For a short time, I lost myself in doing something for no other reason than that it was fun.

For the first time in my whole life, I feel like I have control over the monsters in my head. For the first time in my life, I have hope.

You've always been so sure about me. Thank you for that gift.

I thought about my dad the whole time I sat there, remembering special moments, we'd shared, reminiscing about the little quirks he had, picturing his face so clearly in my mind. I focused on what I had had, on what some people never got for even a minute. I had had him for twenty-one years. I was lucky-I had been blessed.

Happily ever after doesn't mean a lifetime of perfection. I don't think anyone believes that happily ever after means there are no unhappy days, even unhappy years. It means loving forever, despite all the many reasons it's easier not to.

Looking at the past can be painful, but you can either run from it, numb it, or learn frome it.

As I stood there holding onto him, it occurred to me that not all great acts of courage are obvious to those looking in from the outside. But I saw this moment for what it was–a boy who had never been made to feel that he was wanted anywhere, showing up and asking others to accept him. It made my heart soar with pride for the beautiful act of bravery that was Archer Hale stepping into this small town diner.

This is Leo's first night here. Leo was in charge of putting the napkins out and I notice that he put them on the right and they're supposed to go on the left. I only know this because I like to read books like Ann of Green Gables, and Little House on the Prairie, and I pick up random things like that from the stories.

Today may be a very bad day, but tomorrow may be the best day of your life. You just have to hang on until you get there.

It was true what I'd once said about the stars - some things are seen more clearly in light...and some things are seen more clearly in darkness. Because somewhere in the dark of the night, Calder pulled me close to him and we agreed in ways both spoken and unspoken that the world was ugly and broken, and love was ridiculously dangerous and absurdly unsafe...and that we would love anyway.

Those guys out there who have been coddled constantly, and cheered for their whole lives, they'll be the first ones to quit when they don't have anyone to depend on but themselves. But not you - because you've never known any different. And that sucks. But in this case, it's your strength. It's your ace in the hole. I'd bet on you, Carson Stinger.

There has only ever been you. There. Will. Only. Ever. Be. You.

…Josie had never grieved the loss of her own life, her own view of the world, the future she'd envisioned for herself, so many things she had never explored. She'd learned to function again, she'd moved past the worst of the trauma, every day she put one foot in front of the other and lived the new life she'd been given, but she'd never let her mind go back over the time she'd spent imprisoned, used and abused. She'd never sat with the pain of it, the loneliness, the debilitating horror, and the fear. But she did then. She didn't push the memories away as she had been doing for so long. She sat alone with every one and let each in turn be her companion.

Did you… want me to kiss you yesterday? Did you want me to touch you? His lips parted slightly, and he watched me for my answer like his life depended on it.

I love you, Eloise. That won't change."
I opened my eyes. He was the only thing that was solid in the whole wide world, and I sagged against him, a small strangled sound coming up my throat.
"Why does that scare you so much?"
"Because … because I'm afraid you'll take it away.

She thought of the ways in which humans could be filled with both terrible evil and such enduring love. Unspeakable violence and astonishing gentleness. Blame and grace. … Who is to blame? That was the question. And Josie's heart had found peace in the answer. Put simply: All of us. All of us are to blame. For fighting to move on rather than lashing out, for choosing to stand up over and over again after we collapse, for working to heal the broken parts of ourselves so the shards don't wound the world.

Listen, baby, life is a series of things we choose and things we carry. The things we choose, well, those are ours. But we don't get a vote on the things we carry. Some are heavier than others, some we can put down eventually, and some are ours to keep. We don't have a choice in the burdens we're given to bear, but we do have a choice in how we hold them. We can strap them to our backs and walk through the world hunched over under the weight like someone who should spend his or her days in a bell tower. Or we can stand tall and straight like one of those African queens carrying a woven basket on her head.

Evie to Jake "Oh my God," she breathes "Your boy part is like the Incredible Hulk." Jake raises an eyebrow and asks "Boy part?" Evie nods and asks "Is he angry?" Jake answers "Not yet. But if you keep referring to him as a 'boy part,' he could get there. He's all man. You don't want to see him get angry." Evie responds "Oh, I definitely want to see him get angry.

Because I don't want to be with anyone except you. I didn't want her, I only want you. I only want you,

Lose control, baby. Just for a weekend. Let me take charge. I'll take good care of you, I promise.

I hope we're working toward something? There's so much ... I'll take whatever you have to give me, Tenleigh. Anything.

He inspired women to want to cuddle him and then lick him.

I've messed up so badly, hurt you so much, but – I never did take my heart back. And, God … someday I hope you might want it again.

You didn't know if you could, but you made it another day, didn't you?

Love is like a magnifying glass straight into the souls of those who own your
heart.

Why does every deliberately cruel person describe themselves as the perfect example of necessary bluntness?

Since I had met him, it had occurred to me that it would probably be amazing what we could all see and hear if we would just shut our mouths a little more, and stop trying to constantly hear our own voice.

I think ... I think, Calder, that we have to figure out how to forgive, not for the people who wronged us, but for us. We can't keep bitterness attached to our hearts because eventually, it might become part of us - so deeply ingrained we can't work it back out. I think we have to focus on the beauty we've been given in this life, and make that the thing that defines us. Because people defined by bitterness end up destroying themselves from the inside out, and eventually they destroy everyone who tries to love them, too. That's not going to be us.

Lydia. Beautiful. My everlasting dream.

I'm the kind of girl who wants to get married in a big, white dress, wearing my grandma's pearls. I want a husband who loves me and is faithful to me. I want him to come home to me every night, and I don't want to have to worry if he's doing his secretary, because he's the kind of man who has too much honor to do that. I want to wait a year and then I want to start trying for the two kids that we'll eventually have, a girl and a boy. And when we have those kids, I do not want, one day, to have to look in their little faces and explain why their daddy is on the internet having relations with everyone from College Honeys to Cougars Gone Wild for money. I want to throw a cartoon themed birthday party at a jump house for my six year old, not mark the occasion by explaining what a "money shot" is. I have a feeling your life goals are somewhat different than mine. And by 'somewhat,' I mean, utterly and completely. Does that explain why it would be a waste of time for both of us to continue being in each other's presence?

Why are you looking at me? His eyes search mine for several long seconds before he holds contact and whispers, Because I like your face.

The only thing we'll get from trying to figure out where another path would have taken us are questions there are no answers to, and heatbreak that can't be healed. Regardless of how we got there, all any of us can do is move forward frome where we are.

I think that when enough time has passed, when you've survived that which you didn't imagine you could, there's a dignity in that. Something you can own. A pride in knowing the pain made you stronger. The pain made you fight to succeed. Someday, when I'm living my dreams, I'm going to think of all the things that broke my heart and I'm going to be thankful for them.

But sometimes, I supposed, a girl just had to be her own hero. Especially

Is this okay?" she whispered, her breath hot against my skin.
"God, yes," I panted, the entire forest disappearing around me. It was only her. Only her fresh scent, the feel of her weight on top of me, her hands, her skin, her lips. Only her.

I'm here for you. I'm here because of you. I'm here because you saw me, not just with your eyes, but with your heart. I'm here because you wanted to know what I had to say and because you were right ... everyone does need friends.

But perhaps Kira Dallaire wasn't exactly what she seemed to be. I sat down at my desk and turned on my computer to google her. One good turn deserved another.

Forget the prince and princess. I always imagined the real story was between the witch and the dragon.

He looked like every hero in every fairy tale I'd ever dreamed come to life. And, God, I wanted to believe in heroes again. But sometimes, I supposed, a girl just had to be her own hero.

Watch what people do when they think no one's watching, love. That's how you'll know who they really are

You drive me crazy," he murmured. He brushed his lips across mine lightly and I shivered. "And you make the darkness go away. You bring me some kind of peace." He let out a harsh exhale of breath and I drank it in. "I don't know what to do with it."
"Take it, Ky," I whispered. "You deserve some peace. Let me give it to you.

They say crazy people rarely question their own sanity." "Who's they?" "The crazy people,

Because the shoe looks unassuming. No one expects the shoe to come from behind and win it all.

It's my heart that makes me want to deny my so-called destiny.
It's my heart that wants you to be my destiny.

And I knew this would be one of those flashes, one of those moments burned into my memory, and even possibly, the last one I'd ever get. "Lia,

The sun continued to rise, casting its light over the earth, brightening the darkness and chasing away the shadows of what had been. And every single day, it reminded me that though life could be lonely and painful, it was also filled with rainbows on water, with fields of daffodils, and angels that emerged from rock. It was filled with delicate flowers that, against all odds, found the strength to turn their faces to the sunshine and thrive. It was filled with miracles that arrived when you least expected them and the hard-won knowledge that healing, like stone, is just sand and pressure and time.

I love this. I love you, the feel of you, the smell of you, just you,

Life mixed me up with the wrong crowd.

I've heard people say they lose themselves in a kiss, but it was like we found ourselves the second our lips met. It was like he took me apart and put me back together with that kiss.

His kiss has become my anchor to this earth, the very reason for my existence.

Nature was cruel that way; giving long, dark lashes to boys who didn't appreciate them.

It will only ever be you, Evie.

If you really search your heart, I think you'll realize that we were never right for each other as more than friends." ~Grace, Ch.28

Tenleigh," he repeated, his voice cracking. "Don't love me. Please don't love me. I can't stay here. Don't love me."
"It's too late." I shook my head back and forth in defiance. "It's too late. I'm not asking you to stay, but it's too late for me not to love you.

Friends are the family you get to choose for yourself.

Maybe having something good and then having to let it go is more painful than never knowing what you're missing.

I hate saying goodbye to you."
I nuzzled my face into his chest and then tipped my head back and looked up at him. "Just promise me once we get out of here, we'll never say goodbye again."
"I promise.

Eden, yeah, she was definitely a morning glory: as pretty as a flower, with the strength of a weed.

If you let it, pain makes more space for love within you. And the love we carry inside makes us strong when nothing else can

Try to believe that maybe more light shines out of those who have the most cracks.

Sometimes we wore such hurtful, limiting labels in this life, whether they'd been assigned by others or by ourselves. I'd felt damaged and ruined once, but I didn't anymore. I was still a work in progress, but I wasn't a victim. I was a survivor. - Gabriel

I never expected ... I never
"
His eyes flared as he seemed to recognise where I was going with my words. He advanced on me, his body moving into my space until he stood directly in front of me. "Don't," he said, almost pleadingly. "Don't. Please don't"
I lifted my gaze, gathering all my courage, refusing to back down. "I never expected to fall in love with you. And I thought maybe ... "
... you could love me back. Even if you leave. You could leave loving me.

Later as I stared at the ceiling, listening to Gabriel´s breathing grow deep and slow, I realized he had given me just what he said he would. His breath against my neck was a cakming wind, his smile the sunshine, his touch was a thousand rainbows dancing on my skin, and I loved him so much I thought my heart would burst.

I guess if it wasn't beautiful, the tragedy ultimately wouldn't be sad.

I think that ninety-five percent of knowing you're the greatest is all about confidence. You might suspect you're the greatest, you might hope you're the greatest, but if you don't have the balls to proclaim yourself the greatest in bold packaging, and let your critics test you if they dare, then you probably aren't the greatest.

I didn't know enough to dream you, Bree, but somehow you came true anyway. How did that happen?" He rubbed his nose along mine, pausing and then pulling back again. "Who read my mind and knew exactly what I wanted, even when I didn't?

Some people can't be fixed, or if they can, it's only by love so big it destroys the fixer.

Kiss me back, Tenleigh," he whispered, his voice strained. "God, please kiss me back.

And, Evie, when you walk away from people, even strangers, you gotta know that their eyes follow you. And I'll tell you why because I've felt it myself. It's because they don't want to see the light that is Evie, the light that is you, walking away from them. They want to see it coming towards them and staying with them.

He rips his mouth from mine as he growls, "Mine. Only mine. Only. Ever. Mine," still slamming into me, pounding me against the wall.

I love you, too. I know now that I never stopped.

And then his mouth met mine and the taste of him was all I knew. I moaned, a wordless confession of my desire and complete willingness

Peanut butter, jelly, applesauce? Are you six? I grinned at him.
He didn't smile back, though, just looked at me for a few beats as if considering my question. In some ways, yes, Bree. In other ways, no