“I want this girl. I want her for my own. End of story. The world can fuck off for all I care. She’s mine.” — Kendall Ryan Copy Share Image
“Occasionally she glanced at him, asking with her glance, 'Is this what I think?' "I understand,' she said, blushing. "What is this word?' he said, pointing to the "n' that signified the word "never." … She wrote: t, I, c,g,n,o,a.” — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
