Steph Campbell Quotes

So, what, Trevor was the quid and Shayna was the pro quo? I don't think so, Syd. Playing games is not my style.

Trust is a tricky thing. It can bite you hard when you least expect it to.

Yes. I'm going to sink into what I feel for you. I'm going to sink into the good times and the scary shit. I'm going to sink with you, because I'm tired of drifting and treading, never committing to anything. I want to sink with you.

Letting go is never easy. Especially when you can't see where you're going to land. But I've learned that sometimes, you just have to throw your weight behind the change. Take the chance that you may fall.

I think, sometimes when you're not happy in a place, you'll look for any excuse to leave. Sometimes that means avoiding the things that might tie you closer to it.

I have no clue what my motive is for following him, maybe I'm just bored. Maybe it's just so easy to cyber-stalk hotties on Facebook that I've moved on to doing it in real life.

It's like he took the words right out of the deepest, most secretive part of my heart, the tiny room that's always locked up with the key swallowed for good measure.

But it wasn't just about the sex, though the sex blows my mind. I also wanted to have her around. Her over-loud laugh. Her bearish morning greetings. Her -thrashing/snuggling night-time presence. I miss her. I miss the way she always pushed me, always made me think, always made me work harder. I feel like I hadn't ever been able to repay her for all that, and just when I was finally in a position to do it, she found the ring box.

There's no equation that can express how much I love you, doll. No number. There are no limits.

Screw the daring tough guy image, what happened with us broke me.

No way, that would kill my diet for the week. I don't know how you can stand to eat so unhealthy, Quinn.
Just consider it an amuse-biatch.

You always hear people talk about how there are moments in your life when you just know that things will never be the same. I always thought that was all horseshit. But here, now, with the feeling of her soft, incredible lips moving with mine, I know that it happens.

Being loved sounds good in the movies, in books, in the memories of people who've survived the rough beginnings of their love. In real life, in the very beginning? It's every deep fear you've ever wanted to avoid all wrapped in the most intense happiness and pleasure you've ever dreamed possible.

Do I wish you would've left him a long time ago? Hell yeah. But there's something to be said for someone brave enough to take on that kind of darkness alone.

His massive frame occupies most of the doorway. He looks like a linebacker, or is it a quarterback I'm thinking of? The point is, he's a total Sasquatch. His t-shirt and preppy knit cardigan clash with his gargantuan body. Still, he's a decent eye candy.
"What can I help you with?" she asks. Her eyes dart back and forth between me and the yeti.

What you and I had was the most intense thing I've ever felt, but if it's over for you, just kick me hard enough so I'll remember the pain and stay out of your way.

She's my best friend, and I know she means well, but as she talks I'm mentally calculating all the ways I could silence her. I'm bigger than her ... I wonder if I could use my straw for some sort of MacGyver inspired weapon.

Have you ever had a date so bad, it makes you contemplate a lobotomy?

It's normal to hate everything when you lose someone you love,

Like, you don't get to move one and just blow your past away. Everything you do, every new move you make is all tangled up in everything you did.

Ani l'dodi, ve dodi li. I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine.

Does it ever make you sad?"
"Does what?"
"The Sunset,"
"Sad? Nah, I think it's peaceful."
"Not to me. I've always found it depressing."
"How so?"
"I guess because it's the end. I hate endings."
"Not all endings are bad though. I think of sunsets more as a clean slate. Besides, they're beautiful ... like you"
"Beautiful things never last.

I think you are who you are. There is no waiting. There's no pausing any of this. And if you feel like you're on a break or whatever, okay. But you better get back to it. Life goes fast, and who wants to sit any of it out?

We all die, sweetheart. You've just got to live your life with enough meaning while you're still here to make it all worthwhile.

I'm reading some book about a girl trapped in a love triangle between two supernatural beings, and wishing that that was my biggest problem. ~ Grounding Quinn

Talking about myself makes me feel like I'm having an allergic reaction, especially when compliments are involved.

Everything I do with you feels like an adventure

But if you're asking what I think you are, I don't think relationships should be like our wrestling matches. Relationships are supposed to make you happy, and bring something good to your life. When that stops, for me at least, then it's time to think about moving on. It's just my opinion, of course, but I think you should get out while you still have some peace of mind. Why stick around until you're yelling mercy, you know?
Campbell, Steph (2012-07-16). Delicate (Risk the Fall) (Kindle Locations 1794-1797). Kindle Edition.

It's totally okay to fuck up. More than okay. It's normal. Our fuck-ups make us who we are, and if we don't accept that ... well, there'd be nothing but more potential fuck-ups in our future. Or, worse, we'd just freeze up and stop doing anything at all.

The problem with passion is it goes both ways. Love/Hate. The line between those two is a lot thinner than I thought.