Men always want to be remembered whereas women realize that requires being dead. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
If I ever win you," he said, anger bright in his pale eyes, "it will be because you want me more. Not… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
I want to drag you off and hide you away,” he whispered. “Why?” “I always knew you were beautiful, but now everyone… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
I'll always want him. Until every sun goes dark in every sky, until I am nothing more than long-forgotten cosmic dust, I… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
I think people can be trusted to know what makes them unhappy. Maybe we don't always know what we want exactly, but… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
But the world moves on, even when you don't want it to, even when change feels like the end of everything. It… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
People stay together and stay true only as long as they both want to. And all the promises in the world don’t… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
If this is the last time, let me say it so you never forget. I will always love you, Deuce. No matter… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
But the world moves on, even when you don’t want it to, even when change feels like the end of everything. It… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Show, not tell, right? Action, not words. You don’t want to hear how sorry I am or how things will be different… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Through the damp fabric of my coverall, bundled in my blanket, I feel naked. Raw. He sees more than I want, more… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
His face held a certain impassivity; you see it in all waiters and valets. They might want to jam a knife through… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Right now, I wish I’d stayed because I want you at my side. That sounds pretty selfish, but I don’t mean it… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
Have you ever watched a child learning to walk? Before this week, I never had, but there's a certain grace to it.… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
You can live without me." "I don't want to." I feared a love like this - that made us incomplete without each… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share Image
I’d never known it was possible to love as he did— with complete devotion yet devoid of promises. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share
“Vel once told me that the heart isn't like a cup of water. You can't drain it. It's more like an endless well, and… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share
There were different kinds of strength. I knew that now. It didn't always come from a knife or a willingness to fight. Sometimes it… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share
Is that love? It seems like a pale word, too easily tossed about by people who don’t know the meaning of it, who twist… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share
Maybe I was just one of those people who couldn't rest easy unless things went catastrophically wrong. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share
Here in the enclave, one didn't prosper by demonstrating too much independent thought. — Ann Aguirre Copy Share
“My heart hurt when I remembered him, but the alternative was forgetting, and that was the final kind of death—when nobody told your story… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share
“He cocked his head, listening, then whispered to the big man, "We've got a group of four, incoming. Don't scare them off with your… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share
“These are the results of public security cams at work, recording routinely those who come and go. Apparently, it functions as a wondrous preventative… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share
We stood back-to-back, blocking and striking in harmony; sometimes it felt like his arms and legs were an extension of me. I could count… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share
Time is fluid, so the moments where everything feels perfect pass in a wink, and those where you're on your knees in despair drag… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share
“It hurts, but then, what doesn't? Pain proves that we're alive, gives us the ability to appreciate pleasure - everything in balance, everything in… — Ann Aguirre Copy Share
