Quote by Larry McMurtry

“About prying her legs apart, making her mine. But I didn’t want that. If she said no, I would stop. I wouldn’t hurt her,…

— Natasha Knight

“She watches as the blood springs from the cut she's making, but it doesn't change anything. Not this time. She swipes again, deeper. Now…

— Julia Hoban

“She realized the hurt from loss had never completely left. Instead, it had just scabbed over the hole hidden beneath the scar tissue.”

— Carla Reighard

“It was as if, without realizing it, I had been completely disarmed by her legs.”

— Kōbō Abe

“Gradually, she had realized that this was just another wound that would heal if she didn't hold it close, but released the pain and…

— Iris Johansen

“It was the loss of her friend, not the loss of her suitor, that had taught her how deeply pain could cut.”

— Libbie Hawker

“I don't know how it happened, and I don't know why, but this-- what she and I have-- it's solid. You don't need to…

— Ella Frank

“He lifted up on one elbow and looked down at her. What she wouldn't give to see what he saw, to know what made…

— Sarah Addison Allen

“and a cut along one arm where she’d scraped it on a piece of sharp plaster. But otherwise ok. She smiled grimly. “I’m free,”…

— Rayven T. Hill

“She was starved hurting limbs.”

— Mary Gaitskill

“Neither of them looked at each other like a friend. It didn’t feel like a friend’s hand on her thigh. It didn’t feel like…

— Chloe Cox

“This wasn't her room or her bed, and it sure as hell wasn't her body. Tears welled and trickled slowly from eyes not her…

— Dale Mayer