“Panting, he looked into a face he couldn't see. "What the fuck is your problem?" "I'm bored." With that, she head-butted him… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Never did the world make a queen of a girl who hides in houses and dreams without traveling.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“May a man live well-, and long-enough, to leave many joyful widows behind him.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“The disappearance of the presence of beauty is the most despairing of events on this time-wheel of ours that rolls onward towards… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“A writer needs to ingest love to be passionate. Passion is a metabolite of love, and good writing is an active metabolite… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“The birthing wolf, Her heart fed with tenderness, Gave forth from ripe brown nipples, Food to feed the universe.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Ô, Wanderess, Wanderess When did you feel your most euphoric kiss? Was I the source of your greatest bliss?” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“The youthful body untouched decays the fastest, for no living hands record its splendor; and here youth and time are wasted.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I like the posture, but not the yoga. I like the inebriated morning, but not the opium. I like the flower but… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Alexander the Great slept with 'The Iliad' beneath his pillow. Though I’ve never led an army, I am a wanderer. I cradle… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Payne looked back through the glass at the human on the bed. "Yes. I am in love with him. And if you… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“It was a time I slept in many rooms, called myself by many names. I wandered through the quarters of the city… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“The ‘Muse’ is not an artistic mystery, but a mathematical equation. The gift are those ideas you think of as you drift… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“The tragedy of Dionysus: Wear a black robe at night, and white you’ll wear by morning; but wear a purple robe to… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“We look up to see if it is day or night. If stars burn cool and moon does shine, we take to… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Rich will be my life if I can keep my memories full and brimming, and record them on clear-eyed mornings while I… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Payne put her palm up to her pounding heart. “I . . . don’t understand why you would . . . do… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
“Somewhere I’d heard, or invented perhaps, that the only pleasures found during a waning moon are misfortunes in disguise. Superstition aside, I… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Ô, the wine of a woman from heaven is sent, more perfect than all that a man can invent. When she came… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I just wish moments weren’t so fleeting!' Isaac called to the man on the roof, 'They pass so quickly!' 'Fleeting?!' responded the… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“We rode the basement trains all night, speeding through the subterrains. I held her chin in the cup of my hand and… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“English: Ô, take this eager dance you fool, don’t brandish your stick at me. I have several reasons to travel on, on… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“It is growing cold. Winter is putting footsteps in the meadow. What whiteness boasts that sun that comes into this wood! One… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“There are times when a man should sleep entwined in the warm flesh of a woman, his flanks plummeting into the perfumed… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“What a face this girl possessed!—could I not gaze at it every day I would need to recreate it through painting, sculpture,… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“She wakes in a puddle of sunlight. Her hands asleep beside her. Her hair draped on the lawn like a mantle of… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Ô, the wine of a woman from heaven is sent, more perfect than all that a man can invent.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“The moment her hymen was plucked from her body in the wilderness, Her soul was taken from sanity.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I wandered everywhere, through cities and countries wide. And everywhere I went, the world was on my side.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Be there a picnic for the devil, an orgy for the satyr, and a wedding for the bride.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I regained my soul through literature after those times I'd lost it to wild-eyed gypsy girls on the European streets.” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“The lot of the bride to be wed before bed desired until rotten. The lot of the author to be read before… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“I met Anne in the autumn... Autumn, that wild season when rural men rack orchard trees with sticks and weep with the… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Life is Not a perpetual climb towards Greatness. For our family, ourselves, and friends, It is but sad Decay, so, Let every… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“What a face this girl possessed!—could I not gaze at it every day I would need to recreate it through painting, sculpture,… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“There are hours for rest, and hours for wakefulness; nights for sobriety and nights for drunkenness—(if only so that possession of the… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“SAUL: 'We made love outdoors, my favorite place to make love, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the earth beneath… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Our lips were for each other and our eyes were full of dreams. We knew nothing of travel and we knew nothing… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“What a face this girl possessed!—Could I neither die then nor gaze at her face every day, I would need to recreate… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“Whilst the wolflets bayed, A grave was made, And then with the strokes of a silver spade, It was filled to make… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
