Give Me Everything Quotes

She was mine. All mine. I'd give her everything. She'd want for nothing. I'd give her everything she wanted and I'd avenge her for anyone who'd ever crossed her, including her sorry excuse for a father. I'd never wanted to give a woman so much before. I'd never wanted to take so much from her at the same time. I wanted her to give me everything she had, every emotion. I went to sleep filled with emotions I'd never had before. Possessiveness, need, and fear. ~ D.D. Prince

I participate in BDSM, but I wasn't abused as a child. I don't hate women, or particularly enjoy hurting women. Sometimes I make them feel pain, but it's consensual, it serves a purpose - to get them off - and they can indicate that they wish me to stop at any time. I do like the power I get from total submission, and the trust that my partner puts in me to give me everything, from her mind to her body, while expecting nothing in return - except the understanding that I won't violate that trust. ~ Nenia Campbell

I don't only want to be your protector, Autumn. I want to be everything you'll ever need - because that's exactly how you make me feel when I'm with you. Like you give me everything I'll ever want and need. ~ Heather Topham Wood

If I came back to you, you would take from me. You would take Nora from me, and I just found her. I'm not giving me up for you. I can't sacrifice so much of myself that there's nothing left to give back to you."
"You promised me forever, Eleanor."
"You can't give me everything any more than I can give you forever."
"I can give you everything. Whatever it takes, I will keep my promise to you. ~ Tiffany Reisz

Give me the ridiculous, because it's a gateway to the sublime. ~ Jeff Mach

Sorry I was bitchy," I managed to say.
"You had cause, honey."
"My mother's awful."
"Yeah." He wiggled my toes individually. His voice was steam-blended and soft. "That advice she gave you was crap, by the way."
"You heard that? Oh, God."
"You should give me everything I want," Jack informed me. "You should spoil me rotten. And it's too late to play dumb, and you're cute as hell without makeup."
I smiled, my eyes still closed. "What about my glasses?"
"Definite turn-on."
"Everything's a turn-on for you," I said languidly.
"Not everything." Laughter thickened his voice.
"Yes. You're like one of those pharmaceutical commercials where they warn about four-hour erections. You need to go see your doctor."
"I don't find him all that attractive. ~ Lisa Kleypas

When I made you my Everything, you gave me nothing. If I made you my Nothing would you want to give me everything? ~ Kate McGahan

I can't just live here, Van. I can't. You know I can't. What would I contribute? What can I give to you? I - "
"You give me everything."
"Please don't say that."
"Why not? It's true. I don't even laugh for anyone but you. ~ Charlotte Stein

You and this family are the best thing that's ever happened to me. Every day when I wake up and when I lie down to go to sleep at night and about a billion times in between, I thank God for giving me y'all. Mostly, I thank God for your stubborn nature and for the fact that you didn't give up on me."
"You'll never be rid of me. You give me everything, Adrian, everything I've never had. ~ Lynetta Halat

In my mother's ferocious striving to give me 'everything,' she had never considered that giving me 'everything' would make me (1) different (from her), and (2) guilty (about what I got). Different and Guilty are not the stuff on which comradeship is built. ~ Betty Rollin

I eye the karaoke machine in alarm.
Shit. I'm going to need a shot.
"Let's do Ssssummer Nightsssss! I jusssst love Greasssse!"
Scratch that … I'm going to need a shitload of alcohol before I even think about singing!
I turn to Mavis. "Give me everything you've got. If I'm going to sing a 'Grease' song, I'm not going to do it sober! ~ Joanne McClean

Why does it have to come down to choosing just one man, when no one man can give me everything I want? ~ Rebecca Warner

If he couldn't give me everything then I wanted nothing. ~ Penny Reid

Luke, shut up. Yes, he could give me everything material," - she rested her hand over his heart - "but he couldn't give me this." She smiled at him, yet she was still tearful. "It wouldn't matter if you don't make another penny from music. We could be living in a cardboard box and begging, I don't care. I just want you, nothing else."
"I love you so much it hurts," Luke whispered. ~ Kat Green

I have always loved extremes. Either give me everything or nothing. ~ Avijeet Das

I can take anything you have to give. So, you better give me everything you have. ~ Meghan March

My needs were covered by layer upon layer of denial. I was scrambling for reasons. But the truth was, even if he had had a successful career, I would have used it as an excuse to complain about neglect. He could never actually win. I was running a very common script, that of deciphering why he wasn't enough for me and why I needed someone else - as if someone else could give me everything. As if there was one person who could be my Mr. Right and who could satisfy every ever-changing facet of my personality. At that point I still believed that this was possible…desirable…and necessary. ~ Louisa Leontiades

She makes me forget to breathe. She makes me forget everything. ~ Lauren Layne

Damn Jeremy, you need to work on your vocabulary. So many good names to call me and the best you could come up with is bitch? Give me the salamander before you hurt yourself."
"Suck my dick ... whore! ~ Ilona Andrews

I think I never thanked you for helping me.'

'You don't have to thank me.'

'Can I give you a kiss as gratitude?'

'How could I refuse? ~ Debra Strattford

You wanted me," he said.
Lying would only give him greater satisfaction. I had to keep him on the other end of the tub or I would throw myself at him again. "Yes, I did."
"What happened?"
"I remembered who I am and who you are."
"And who am I? Enlighten me."
"You're the man who likes to play games and hates losing. And I'm the idiot who keeps forgetting that. Turn around, so I can get out, please." And he almost had me too.
He sprawled against the tub wall in a leisurely fashion, showing absolutely no indication of moving.
"Fine." Let's get this over with. I crouched on the bench and rose quickly. The water came to my midthigh.
A rough noise emanated from him. It sounded almost like a groan. ~ Ilona Andrews

Take all away. I am content to know Such love is mine-for life is all too brief To grieve for pleasures bringing only grief; Give me but You; it is enough just so. ~ Ruth Graham

Grandpa says we're bad for his high pressure," Josie informs her mother with a serious face. "He says we'll give him vagina," Maddie joins in and I snort before catching the laugh that wants to come out of me. "Angina," he corrects them and rolls his eyes. "You'll give me angina." "That's what I said," Maddie counters. ~ Kristen Proby

Burnett hadn't gotten secure on his feet when Della said, "Don't start giving me crap. All I did was take the long way home. And if I hadn't, some poor girl would - "
"I'm not giving you crap," Burnett said.
Is that because he's saving it all to give to me? Chase stood quiet, dreading what might be forthcoming. ~ C.C. Hunter

What keeps me awake at night? Just about everything! I worry that I am not there for my family enough. So what keeps me awake at night is general guilt! ~ Julia Sawalha

Everything happens for me, not to me. ~ Byron Katie

I don't want to go through the motions
I don't want to go one more day
Without your all-consuming
Passion inside of me
I don't want to spend my whole life asking
What if I had given everything
Instead of going throught the motions ~ Matthew West

You will have noticed that I didn't give this story a pat conclusion, and that's deliberate. Katherine (my wife and frequent coauthor, K. A. Applegate) and I were among the earliest authors to encounter fan fiction via the internet. We've embraced it from the start. And some part of me hopes that fanfic writers will carry this story forward. Don't ask me what happens to these characters next, because I don't know. Will Dekka find love, perhaps with Simone? Will Cruz and Armo? How will Sam and Astrid do in this terrifying extension of earlier trauma? Maybe you have some ideas. I built the sandbox; if you want to bring your pails and shovels and play in it, cool. It's one of the best things about writing for young people: you are my collaborators in imagination. If I leave blanks it's because I know you'll fill them. ~ Michael Grant

Valdez," said Coach Hedge with surprising gentleness. "Let me take the wheel. You've been steering for two hours."
"Two hours?"
"Yeah. Give me the wheel."
"Coach?"
"Yeah, kid?"
"I can't unclench my hands. ~ Rick Riordan

About hope, I am somewhat at a loss. It is so easy to say I hope to - the tongue slides over it. I think perhaps hope can only be realized by contrasting it with despair. And I am too lazy to despair. Please don't visit me with it, dear Lord, I would be so miserable. Hope, however, must be something distinct from faith. I unconsciously put it in the faith department. It must be something positive that I have never felt. It must be a positive force, else why the distinction between it and faith? I would like to order things so that I can feel all of a piece spiritually. I don't suppose I order things. But all my requests seem to melt down to one for grace - that supernatural grace that does whatever it does. My mind is in a little box, dear God, down inside other boxes and on and on. There is very little air in my box. Dear God, please give me as much air as it is not presumptuous to ask for. Please let some light shine out of all the things around me so that I can what it amounts to I suppose is be selfish. Is there no getting around that dear God? No escape from ourselves? ~ Flannery O'Connor

I've hated almost everything that ever happened to me, but I knew all the time it was just things that were wrong, not everything. Even when I felt most awful I never thought of killing myself or wanting to die - only of somehow getting out of the mess and starting again. ~ Dorothy L. Sayers

If we give out thoughts of grouchiness and complaining, etc., we'll find more to complain about. If we send out love and affirm 'life loves me', then we are drawing experiences to ourselves that prove it's true. ~ Louise Hay

Theatre is castigated for wallowing in self-indulgence, but it's curiously unsentimental. You simply have to move on. Everything passes. Something in me likes that. ~ Richard Eyre

I was your man, you were halfway around the world from me, honey, I'd fucking phone you ... If you told me you needed a timeout, first, I wouldn't fuckin' let you have one. Second, I wouldn't give you reason to fuckin' want one. And last, you took off anyway, I'd fuckin' phone. ~ Kristen Ashley

For I was hungry and you gave me food, I was thirsty and you gave me drink, I was a stranger and you welcomed me,
I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison and you came to me.' Then the righteous will answer him, `Lord, when did we see thee hungry and feed thee, or thirsty and give thee drink?
And when did we see thee a stranger and welcome thee, or naked and clothe thee?
And when did we see thee sick or in prison and visit thee?'
40: And the King will answer them, `Truly, I say to you, as you did it to the least of these my brethren, you did it to me. ~ Anonymous

And with each step my heart broke for the person I would never find, the person who'd love me. And then I would remember I had a wife at home who loved me, or later that my wife had left me and I was terrirfied, or again later that I had a beautiful alcoholic girlfriend who would make me happy forever. But every time I entered the place there were veiled faces promising everything and then clarifying quickly into the dull, the usual, looking up at me and making the same mistake. ~ Denis Johnson

And don't you give me that innocent look. These are the Forests. Everybody here has done something, now and then, that you don't want others to know about ... ~ Brandon Sanderson

Don't tell me I am the best, because then I'll get too confident and embarrass myself. But, don't tell me I am not good enough either, because then I'll doubt myself and give up. Just believe in me, and tell me I can do it then I will. ~ Paula Acedo

Flying radio-controlled airplanes is the only time where I am able to focus and concentrate on nothing but looking up. Only God would give me a hobby where I'm looking up to the sky. It's a fascinating hobby. ~ Tyler Perry

You know, I'm really trying to cut down on this stuff. But..." Peabody ripped into the pack of cookies. "Thing is, weird, McNab doesn't think I'm chubby. And when a guy sees you naked, he knows where the extra layers are."

"Peabody, do you have some delusion that I want to hear how McNab sees you naked?"

She crunched into a cookie. "I'm just saying. Anyway, you know we have sex, so you've probably reached the conclusion we're naked when we're having it. You being an ace detective and all."

"Peabody, in the chain of command, you may, on rare occasions and due to my astonishing good nature, respond to sarcasm with sarcasm. You are not permitted to lead with it. Give me a damn cookie."

"They're coconut crunchies. You hate coconut."

"Then why did you buy coconut?"

"To piss you off." Grinning now, Peabody pulled another pack of cookies from her bag. "Then I bought chocolate chip, just for you."

"Well, hand them over then."

"Okay, so ..." Peabody ripped open the second pack, offered Eve a cookie. "Anyway, McNab's got a little, bitty butt, and hardly any shoulders. Still -- "

"Stop. Stop right there. If I get an image of a naked McNab in my head, you're going back to traffic detail."

Peabody munched, hummed, waited.

"Damn it! There he is."

Hooting with laughter, Peabody polished off the last cookie. "Sorry. Dallas, I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. Kinda c ~ J.D. Robb

My skin is on fire with every touch, every contact, and my body throbs with unfamiliar need. We're dangerously close to throwing caution to the wind. Logan's body pulses and trembles over and under me, and I know he's feeling it too. I want to give into it, to go there with him. I want him to be my first, my last, my one and only. I want to give myself to him fully; heart, mind, body and soul, but I can't. The acknowledgment assaults me with soul-shattering clarity. ~ Siobhan Davis

I do not tell her about how much I look forward to going to the Wright barn. How those couple of hours in his studio feel like an escape, a refuge. Nor do I tell Rachel that I think Damian has the most beautiful hands I've ever seen, that he walks like a cat, that he has the clearest eyes, which seem able to see absolutely everything about me. That he seems to be the loneliest person I've ever met, and it breaks my heart. All of these things feel private. Precious. And I don't want to share them with Rachel. Not yet, anyway. ~ Lisa Ann Sandell

Stop protecting your heart. Or at least give me the chance to win it. I'm scared here, too. I'm taking the same risks you are." He took a breath. "Can't you see that what we have is real? Can't you see we belong together? Where am I ever going to find another girl who can give back as good as I give? Who laughs with me and makes me crazy? ~ Diane Darcy

I'm fine with marrying Tove."
"You're 'fine' with marrying him?" Willa laughed and looped her arm through Matt's. "How romantic."
"You should've seen the proposal," I said.
"Where is the ring,by the way?" Willa asked, looking at my hands. "Is it getting sized?"
"I don't know." I held my hands out to look at them,as if I expected a ring to magically appear. "He didn't give me one."
"That's horrible! ~ Amanda Hocking

She gave a frustrated little cry. Everyone thinks I should be wrapped up in cotton wool and babied-when I'm not being pitied, that is! But I'm no tame housecat. I never have been. What was done to me didn't alter that. I'm attracted to Judd's strength-give me a nice gentle puppy dog of a man and I'd drive him to tears within the hour. ~ Nalini Singh

Perhaps I am his hope. But then she is his present. And if she is his present, I am not his present. Therefore, I am not, and I wonder why no-one has noticed I am dead and taken the trouble to bury me. For I am utterly collapsed. I lounge with glazed eyes, or weep tears of sheer weakness.
All people seem criminally irrelevant. I ignore everyone and everything, and, if crossed or interrupted in my decay, hate. Nature is only the irking weather and flowers crude reminders of stale states of being. ~ Elizabeth Smart

Fear has a lot of flavors and textures. There's a sharp, silver fear that runs like lightning through your arms and legs, galvanizes you into action, power, motion. There's heavy, leaden fear that comes in ingots, piling up in your belly during the empty hours between midnight and morning, when everything is dark, every problem grows larger, and every wound and illness grows worse. And there is coppery fear, drawn tight as the strings of a violin, quavering on one single note that cannot possibly be sustained for a single second longer - but goes on and on and on, the tension before the crash of cymbals, the brassy challenge of the horns, the threatening rumble of the kettle drums. That's the kind of fear I felt. Horrible, clutching tension that left the coppery flavor of blood on my tongue. Fear of the creatures in the darkness around me, of my own weakness, the stolen power the Nightmare had torn from me. And fear for those around me, for the folk who didn't have the power I had. ~ Jim Butcher

I'm sorry." She straightened up a little. "It would have just been an angry fuck, Logan. It didn't mean anything."
"So angry fuck me. I don't give a shit!" I motioned my hand to my dick. "My dick doesn't give a shit!"
She laughed again, moving closer to me. I thought she was about to give in, but instead, she lifted her chin and said, "You have hands, use them."
I glared at her, then thrust my hips forward slightly. "You have hands, you use them. ~ Jay McLean

With pop music and pop musicians, you know everything about everyone all the time, particularly their physical appearance. With female musicians, that's made a big thing of, and I think people, certainly with me, have appreciated a bit of mystery. ~ Lorde