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“You have no idea what I want. I have been in agony for eight months, Alizeh. Do you know how hard it’s been to pretend I don’t know you? To pretend I don’t want you? To act as if I haven’t known every inch of your body in my dreams? To learn that your heart has been entangled elsewhere? I look at you and I can’t breathe. In my mind, you are already mine.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“God, you’re so beautiful,” he said, his smile vanishing. “Even when you lie to me.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“Your name,” he said, and closed his eyes. He nearly fell over, catching himself at the last second. “I didn’t know your name for so long, angel. I love the way it feels in my mouth.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“You act as if I’m intentionally cruel. As if I’m indifferent to you.” “Aren’t you?” “No,” she whispered, her eyes filling with tears. “Of course not.” Cyrus stared at her from where he stood, his chest heaving with barely leashed intensity. He devastated her with that look, even as he seemed planted in the ground, immovable. “Then be with me,” he said softly. “Let me worship you.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“I would marry you,” he said, stepping closer again, coming dangerously within reach. “I’d marry you tomorrow. And then I’d take you to bed. For weeks.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“Oh, she had never feared death. No, it was life that scared her, life that scarred her. It was the slow torture of consciousness that had done its utmost to crush her.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“With all due offense, sire, please fuck off.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“My kingdom," he said softly. "For your hand.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“He laughed a little, like he was drunk. "I do say it a lot."

"What?" she said, going briefly still.

"Your name," he said, and closed his eyes. He nearly fell over, catching himself at the last second. "I didn't know your name for so long, angel. I love the way it feels in my mouth.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“I need your help, sleepy boy. Can you do something for me?
"Anything.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“Alizeh,” he whispered. “Let me make you my queen.”
― Tahereh Mafi, These Infinite Threads

“Ignite, my love. Ignite.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

“It's not charity," I snap. "He cares about me--and I care about him!"

Warner nods, unimpressed. "You should get a dog, love. I hear they share much the same qualities.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

“Come back to life, love. I'll be here when you wake up.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

“I’m not sure. But there’s something about the darkness, the stillness of this hour, I think, that creates a language of its own. There’s a strange kind of freedom in the dark; a terrifying vulnerability we allow ourselves at exactly the wrong moment, tricked by the darkness into thinking it will keep our secrets. We forget that the blackness is not a blanket; we forget that the sun will soon rise. But in the moment, at least, we feel brave enough to say things we’d never say in the light.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

“In a world where there is so much to grieve and so little good to take? I grieve nothing. I take everything.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

“Can you hear my heart? I want to ask him.

I want you to make a list of all your favorite things, and I want to be on it.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

“I touch the tip of my finger to his lips. "There are secrets in here," I say. "I want them out."

He tries to bite my finger.

I steal it back.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

“I love you," I whisper. "I love you exactly as you are.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

“Is this really happening?" I hear him whisper.
"What?" I blink, try to stay awake.
"You feel so real," he says. "You sound so real. I want so badly for this to be real."
"This is real," I say. "And things are going to get so much better. I promise."
He takes a tight breath.
"The scariest part," he says, so quietly, "is that for the first time in my life, I actually believe that.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me

“I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend. The one who will memorize the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body.

I want to know where to touch you, I want to know how to touch you. I want to know convince you to design a smile just for me. Yes, I do want to be your friend. I want to be your best friend in the entire world.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“The man is moody as hell.”

“I am not moody—”

“Yeah, bro.” Kenji puts his utensils down. “You are moody. It’s always ‘Shut up, Kenji.’ ‘Go to sleep, Kenji.’ ‘No one wants to see you naked, Kenji.’ When I know for a fact that there are thousands of people who would love to see me naked—”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“Time goes on even when we do not.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

“You don't need a blade. I would bleed if only you asked.”
― Lauren Roberts, Fearless

“You’re quite the poet, Prince.” Moonlight pools in the dimple that accompanies his grin. “And you the muse, darling.”
― Lauren Roberts, Fearless

“I’ve been nothing but willing when it comes to drowning in those ocean eyes. But now, I can’t fathom drowning if she is not the anchor I’m sinking with.”
― Lauren Roberts, Fearless

“I want to tell you a secret, but I’m scared of it.” He offers to say it for me. I nod. I notice what is hooked around his fingers, dangling from the hand beneath my knees. “You found my shoes!” He whispers the three-worded secret. “You found my shoes for me.” Another murmured declaration of devotion. Tears prick my eyes. “… you found my shoes for me.” He says he loves me. Again and again.”
― Lauren Roberts, Fearless

“For the hopeless, and hopeful, romantics who don’t know they’re noticed in a crowded room.”
― liana cincotti, Picking Daisies on Sundays

“I tried to stop loving you, but along the way, you found your way into the sound of my laugh, the style of my writing, and the threads of my clothes”
― Liana Cincotti, Picking Daisies on Sundays

“Every poem in there is about you. Everything I wrote came back to you.” “My favorite flowers were always daisies.” “I'm saying that if I knew four years ago that you loved me, I would've never let you go.”
― Liana Cincotti, Picking Daisies on Sundays