Because the part of me that remembers what it was like all those lifetimes ago still cares for you .. loves you. 
She is so beautiful. Perfect. Mine.No. Not mine. I am hers.
She says food is the secret to a happy marriage." "Food is the secret to a happy life. 
To be cold and incapable of pity is one thing; to have compassion and use it only when it's convenient is nothing less than evil. 
Soul-mated pairs are becoming an endangered species. 
Is that love, do you think?" he asks, sounding genuinely curious. "Being crazy about someone no matter how much they hurt you? 
In love? You're crazy, and even if you weren't, you're too young to get married. 
I am her monster, and she is mine. 
Is there anything hotter than a cute guy who is also armed and dangerous? I think not. 
There's no need to shout. The truth is as loud at a whisper as at a scream. 
No. I don't care if I'm not the first." His head tilts and his lips move within a whisper of mine. "As long as I'm the last. 
The myriad of flavors explode on my tongue, shimmy through my mouth, slap my taste buds and call them filthy bastards, and I love it. 
I want to woo you with food now that I've wooed you with words, song, and the magic of my interpretive dance. 
Now the thought of forever makes me tired. Frightened. Sad. What is forever worth? When love is so fragile and even one human life so long? 
Get me meat. Lots of it. Meat on meat 
I never get drunk. Never. Iss the beer's fault. I'm strong, but the beer must be sssssstrooooooong.-Niklass 
I will show her that loving her is my greatest truth, and the most beautiful thing I have ever known. - Gem 
Maybe the mind of the majority is always the healthy mind, simply by virtue of its numbers. 
I'll be a girl ... pretending to be a boy ... pretending to be a girl. The thought alone is enough to make me dizzy. 
Beauty is wherever you find it, and Beast is there when you need to defend it. 
And for a moment she is my Isra, and nothing is impossible. 
Cheeseburgers. I'm fairly certain they're the most wonderful food invented by modern man. 
I am not much of a mind to touch 