I think…if it is true that there are as many minds as there are heads, then there are as many kinds of love as there are hearts.
Anna Karenina, Leo Tolstoy
Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell, just to keep getting yours fix.
Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever
I never felt open in any way. I would never impulsively ring people and assume that they’d want to see me, or just go ‘round. I always had to sit down and think very hard before I knocked on anybody’s door. And consequently, I never really knocked.
Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two.