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  • #1
    Suzanne Collins
    “I go back to my room and lie under the covers, trying not to think of Gale and thinking of nothing else.”
    Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

  • #2
    Clive Barker
    “As to my mouth, of all my features, I wish I could possess my mouth again, just as it had been before the fire. I had my mother’s lips, generous below and above; and what kissing I had practiced, mainly on my hand or on a lonely pig, had convinced me that my lips would be the source of my good fortune. I would kiss with them, and lie with them, I would make victims and willing slaves of anyone my eyes desired, simply by talking a little, and following the talk with kisses, and the kisses with demands. And they’d melt into compliance, everyone of them, happy to perform the most demeaning acts as long as I was there to reward them with a long, tongue-tied kiss when they were done. But the fire didn’t spare my lips; it took them too, erasing them utterly.”
    Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone

  • #3
    Marilyn Monroe
    “She was a girl who knew how to be happy even when she was sad. And that’s important—you know ”
    Marilyn Monroe

  • #4
    Marilyn Monroe
    “I've never fooled anyone. I've let people fool themselves. They didn't bother to find out who and what I was. Instead they would invent a character for me. I wouldn't argue with them. They were obviously loving somebody I wasn't.”
    Marilyn Monroe

  • #5
    Kay Ryan
    “The day misspent,
    the love misplaced,
    has inside it
    the seed of redemption.
    Nothing is exempt
    from resurrection.”
    Kay Ryan, Say Uncle

  • #6
    Stephen  King
    “Some birds are not meant to be caged, that's all. Their feathers are too bright, their songs too sweet and wild. So you let them go, or when you open the cage to feed them they somehow fly out past you. And the part of you that knows it was wrong to imprison them in the first place rejoices, but still, the place where you live is that much more drab and empty for their departure.”
    Stephen King, Rita Hayworth and Shawshank Redemption

  • #7
    C. JoyBell C.
    “If you want to forget something or someone, never hate it, or never hate him/her. Everything and everyone that you hate is engraved upon your heart; if you want to let go of something, if you want to forget, you cannot hate.”
    C. JoyBell C.

  • #8
    Haruki Murakami
    “No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories.”
    haruki murakami

  • #9
    Ann Landers
    “Some people believe holding on and hanging in there are signs of great strength. However, there are times when it takes much more strength to know when to let go and then do it.”
    Ann Landers

  • #10
    Anaïs Nin
    “Man can never know the loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in the woman's womb only to gather strength, he nourishes himself from this fusion, and then he rises and goes into the world, into his work, into battle, into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of the swim in amniotic fluid gives him energy, completion. Woman may be busy too, but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is not only a wave of pleasure in which she is bathed, and a charge of electric joy at contact with another. When man lies in her womb, she is fulfilled, each act of love a taking of man within her, an act of birth and rebirth, of child rearing and man bearing. Man lies in her womb and is reborn each time anew with a desire to act, to be. But for woman, the climax is not in the birth, but in the moment man rests inside of her.”
    Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

  • #11
    John  Green
    “I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane.”
    John Green, Looking for Alaska

  • #12
    Charles Bukowski
    “Sex is kicking death in the ass while singing.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #13
    Stephen Chbosky
    “Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite.”
    Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

  • #14
    Bill Watterson
    “That's the difference between me and the rest of the world! Happiness isn't good enough for me! I demand euphoria!”
    Bill Watterson, Weirdos From Another Planet: Calvin & Hobbes Series: Book Six

  • #15
    Anaïs Nin
    “Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy.”
    Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus

  • #16
    Margaret Atwood
    “In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.”
    Margaret Atwood, Bluebeard's Egg

  • #17
    Kobayashi Issa
    “What a strange thing!
    to be alive
    beneath cherry blossoms.”
    Kobayashi Issa, Poems

  • #18
    Pablo Neruda
    “You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.”
    Pablo Neruda

  • #19
    Ernest Hemingway
    “When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.”
    Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

  • #20
    Yoko Ono
    “Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.
    Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance.
    Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence.
    Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.”
    Yoko Ono

  • #21
    Rainer Maria Rilke
    “It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.”
    Rainer Maria Rilke

  • #22
    Veronica Franco
    “So sweet and delicious do I become,
    when I am in bed with a man
    who, I sense, loves and enjoys me,
    that the pleasure I bring excels all delight,
    so the knot of love, however tight
    it seemed before, is tied tighter still.”
    Veronica Franco, Poems and Selected Letters

  • #23
    Alan             Moore
    “Sexually progressive cultures gave us literature, philosophy, civilization and the rest, while sexually restrictive cultures gave us the Dark Ages and the Holocaust.”
    Alan Moore, 25,000 Years of Erotic Freedom

  • #24
    Ian McEwan
    “Now and then, an inch below the water's surface, the muscles of his stomach tightened involuntarily as he recalled another detail. A drop of water on her upper arm. Wet. An embroidered flower, a simple daisy, sewn between the cups of her bra. Her breasts wide apart and small. On her back, a mole half covered by a strap. When she climbed out of the pond a glimpse of the triangular darkness her knickers were supposed to conceal. Wet. He saw it, he made himself see it again. The way her pelvic bones stretched the material clear of the skin, the deep curve of her waist, her startling whiteness. When she reached for her skirt, a carelessly raised foot revealed a patch of soil on each pad of her sweetly diminished toes. Another mole the size of a farthing on her thigh and something purplish on her calf--a strawberry mark, a scar. Not blemishes. Adornments.”
    Ian McEwan, Atonement

  • #25
    Selena Kitt
    “She tasted sweet, like oranges, liquid sunshine in my mouth as we kissed, our tongues playing together.”
    Selena Kitt, A Baumgartner Reunion

  • #26
    J.R. Ward
    “As she shuffled back, he glanced down at the tent between his legs. Christ, that goddamn thing in there was huge; he looked like he had another arm in his pants.”
    J.R. Ward, Lover Awakened

  • #27
    J.R. Ward
    “Being with Mary was different because...he wasn't the only one who wanted to make love to her.
    The beast wanted her, too.
    The beast wanted out so it could take her.”
    J.R. Ward, Lover Eternal

  • #28
    Julianne Davidow
    “Erotic longing is really a longing to merge with something greater than oneself. For every kind of love is a force that holds the promise of taking us beyond the limitations of our individual lives.”
    Julianne Davidow

  • #29
    Cherise Sinclair
    “Sex is a team sport, sugar.”
    Cherise Sinclair, Breaking Free

  • #30
    Audre Lorde
    “The erotic has often been misnamed by men and used against women. It has been made into the confused, the trivial, the psychotic, the plasticized sensation. For this reason, we have often turned away from the exploration and consideration of the erotic as a source of power and information, confusing it with its opposite, the pornographic. But pornography is a direct denial of the power of the erotic, for it represents the suppression of true feeling. Pornography emphasizes sensation without feeling.

    The erotic is a measure between the beginnings of our sense of self and the chaos of our strongest feelings. It is an internal sense of satisfaction to which, once we have experienced it, we know we can aspire.”
    Audre Lorde, Uses of the Erotic: The Erotic as Power



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