“Sometimes, the Lord just takes blessed people because they've filled their purpose early. Everyone plays their own song. They sing their story to the world and leave behind a melody of memories. Sometimes... their song is cut short and ends… — Linda Kage Copy Share Image
“Well…there’s only one glove. Right away, I wonder, where’s the other glove? How did it become separated from its mate? Does it feel lost… — Linda Kage Copy Share
“What if...fuck, I don't know. What if it's worth risking everything to be together?” — Linda Kage Copy Share
“Your emotions are the slaves to your thoughts, and you are the slave to your emotions.” - Elizabeth Gilbert,” — Linda Kage Copy Share
“Can I touch you?” His lashes closed, resting on the tops of his tanned, sculpted cheeks as his smile grew broad. “You don’t have… — Linda Kage Copy Share
“We might not stand a chance, but I can’t stop thinking about you. I can’t stop craving that connection we share. It’s so fucking… — Linda Kage Copy Share
“His sense of responsibility toward his family was everything to him. Everything. He didn't care if his obligations made him do things that caused… — Linda Kage Copy Share
“Anyone have a hatchet handy? … Because I’m feeling the compelling need to hack a bitch.” — Linda Kage Copy Share
“See, your laugh is exactly what's keeping me away, woman. I just want to kiss those lips and hoard that sound all to myself.” — Linda Kage Copy Share
“Tink, you are the best thing that's ever happened to that kid. I don't care if he only has one day left with you… — Linda Kage Copy Share
“Sometimes, the Lord just takes blessed people because they've filled their purpose early. Everyone plays their own song. They sing their story to the… — Linda Kage Copy Share
“I was a rule-follower. I obeyed all forms of authority. I had never before encountered a situation where the authority was clearly wrong and… — Linda Kage Copy Share
“I just wanted to get you out of my head. But this is so much better. I like you in my head, under my… — Linda Kage Copy Share
“Are you seriously going to walk out of here right now after I just confessed my soul to you, cool as a cucumber, without… — Linda Kage Copy Share
