“Yeah. I know why she cuts. I just don’t know the seed-reason. It’s deep inside her, and it’ll take time and patience… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
Compassion and pity are not the same: pity is looking down on someone, feeling sorry for them and offering nothing; compassion is… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Our pain and mistakes and faults are an integral part of us. They make our joy and successes and qualities all the… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“It’s not okay,” I tell her. This gets her attention; it’s not what she was expecting. “You don’t have to be okay.”… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“I bought this place for a pittance, because it was a dump. Rejected, abandoned, unwanted. Like me. I fixed it up. Made… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“I also know I'm not going to stay away. I'm going to grab onto her and let myself get cut. I'm good… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“I should have seen it coming.” The words don’t surprise me, but they piss me off. I pull away and glare down… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
The only way past the pain is through it. Pain, grief, anger, misery...they don't go away-they just increase and compound and get… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Let…it…go,” he whispers, his voice a fierce, harsh sound in my hair. “No. No!” The last word is screamed. “You have to.… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“I respect the hell out of her for how hard she’s working to be okay. I just wish she’d let me show… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“She closes her eyes, and I can see the moisture. She’s deep-breathing again, and I notice her hands are clutched around the… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Let me go!” she growls. “No.” “Let me fucking go, Colton.” Her voice is tiny, scared, vulnerable, and vehement. “You let go.”… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“There’s no magical healing in this. I won’t wake up tomorrow fixed and joyful. I’ll still hurt and grieve. But moments like… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“The only way past the pain is through it. You can't escape it. You can't ignore it. Pain, grief, anger, misery...they don't… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“My prerogative as your father is to break the face of anyone who fucks with you. And I will, whether you like it or… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Your brothers…do they all look like you?” I couldn’t help asking. I really couldn’t. He shot me the smirk again. “I’m the oldest,… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“I'm in battle mode. Shut down. Hard. I'm not Hunter anymore. I'm Lance Corporal Lee, USMC. Semper Fi, bitches.” — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Empty Sex is like Pringles: You can eat million of them, but they never really fill you up. If you want to be truly… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“I will always love you. You saved me, Rania.” “No, you saved me.” “We saved each other, then,” — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Yeah. I know why she cuts. I just don’t know the seed-reason. It’s deep inside her, and it’ll take time and patience to get… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Nothing. It is nothing. Stop worrying about me." "I can't stop worrying about you.” — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
Compassion and pity are not the same: pity is looking down on someone, feeling sorry for them and offering nothing; compassion is seeing their… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“You’re so fucking gloriously gorgeous that I literally cannot stand it. I’m having to remind myself to keep breathing, because you take my breath… — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
“Messy hair, uncombed, gel-free, un-styled and perfectly imperfect.” — Jasinda Wilder Copy Share Image
