“We’re running out of time, he said. As if time were the kind of thing you could run out of, as if it were measured into bowls that were handed to us at birth and if we ate too much… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“My eyes are two professional pickpockets, stealing everything away in my mind. I lose track of the minutes we trample over.” — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
His hands are holding my cheeks, and he pulls back just to look me in the eye and his chest is heaving and he… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share
“I didn't want the clothes or the perfect shoes or the expensive anything. I didn't want to be draped in silk. All I ever… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share
“He's too much. Everything about him is too much. His emotions, his actions, his anger, his aggression. His love.” — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share
“Right now I can't even control my own imagination as it grips my hair and drags me into the dark” — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share
“I want you, I want all of you. I want you inside and out and catching your breath and aching for me like I… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share
“I almost forget that she still hates me, despite how hard I’ve fallen for her. And I’ve fallen. So hard. I’ve hit the ground.… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share
All I ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with my hands but with my heart. — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share
“That’s when I understand. Of course she’s not okay. Of course she didn’t get any sleep last night. Last night she almost killed one… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share
