Ann Aguirre Quotes - Page 5

Did he die well?" No, I thought. Nobody did. They just died.

People grew lazy. They knew too many blessings, and so lost the ability to appreciate what they had

Beautiful. And ugly. The world is always both.

With my partner beside me, I fear nothing, not even death.

I don’t like anyone knowing anything about me that I didn’t choose to tell them.

Most people weren’t aware enough to fear the things that could really hurt them.

Just . . . love me, and let tomorrow look after itself.

While sight may deceive you, touch rarely does.

People stay together and stay true only as long as they both want to. And all the promises in the world don’t change the length of time. Nothing comes with a guarantee.

Possessiveness isn’t love. I’m not even sure it qualifies as an emotion.

I’m as forgiving as the wall you hit at two hundred kilometers an hour.

There are quiet ways to die where the body just doesn’t notice that the heart is gone.

Love can make us do dreadful things.

We’re bound by chains of love, but they don’t weigh us down. Instead, they allow us to be bigger and better than we are.

Men always want to be remembered whereas women realize that requires being dead.

My heart should be breaking, too, but there comes a point when you’re so inured to loss that you no longer feel the lash.

Have you ever watched a child learning to walk? Before this week, I never had, but there's a certain grace to it. Well, if not grace, then tenacity. Fall down nine times--get up ten. And the tenth time you get where you're going, you don't stop, not for obstacles, not for other people telling you to stop. You don't listen to anything but that inner voice until you arrive where you want to be.

I never belonged anywhere until I met you.

You could miss someone, but it did no good to fixate on loss. I wished I had the ready words of a Breeder or the ability to comfort with a soft touch. I didn't. Instead I had daggers and determination. That would have to do.

He is not the same person as when we met, but . . . neither am I. Time has refined us, but instead of pushing us apart, we’re closer than ever.

Are you afraid of falling, baby? No, I’m afraid of landing. [He’s laughing, and I’m smiling.] Stupid idiot smile, don’t you know what comes next?

A good huntress respected her partners instincts, even if he was socially ignorant.

I have had passionate kisses and fierce ones, kisses so sweet they tasted like pure honey and kisses that cut like knives, but until this moment, I’ve never had one that said both hello and good-bye.

He’s worth fighting for, but I won’t change who I am for any man. No more than he should alter himself to suit me.

He'd said the sun could burn me. It certainly looked angry enough, all orange and glowing mad.