Karen Marie Moning: When he'd pushed inside me and I'd feel him begin...

It's often only in the lies we refuse to speak that any truth can be heard at all.

Karen Marie Moning

deceit speak lying

Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything.

Karen Marie Moning

wise-words novelists people

I am a kite in a tornado but I have a long string. There is tension in my line. Somewhere, someone is holding onto the other end and, although it cannot spare me this storm, it will not let me be lost while I regain my strength. It is enough.

Karen Marie Moning

kites storm long

There aren't many sins in my bible. Giving up is the greatest one of all.

Karen Marie Moning

giving-up sin giving

The most confused we ever get is when we're trying to convince our heads of something our heart knows is a lie.

Karen Marie Moning

confused liars lying

Nobody looks good in their darkest hours. But it's those hours that make us what we are.

Karen Marie Moning

darkest-hour hours looks

No matter how people try to dispute it, perception is reality. Its what you choose to believe that makes you the person you are.

Karen Marie Moning

believe reality people

There are moments in my life when I feel like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be, doing exactly what I’m supposed to do. I pay attention to them. They’re my cosmic landmarks, letting me know I’m on the right path. Now that I’m older and can look back and see where I missed a turn here and there, and know the price I paid for those oversights, I try to look sharper at the present.

Karen Marie Moning

here-and-there trying looks

You want to believe in black and white, good and evil, heroes that are truly heroic, villains that are just plain bad, but I've learned in the past year that things are rarely so simple. The good guys can do some truly awful things, and the bad guys can sometimes surprise the heck out of you.

Karen Marie Moning

black-and-white hero believe

Dying is overrated. Human sentimentality has twisted it into the ultimate act of love. Biggest load of bullshit in the world. Dying for someone isn't the hard thing. The man that dies escapes. Plain and simple. Game over. End of pain...Try living for someone. Through it all-good, bad, thick, thin, joy, suffering. That's the hard thing.

Karen Marie Moning

pain simple men

Although it may not seem like it, this isn’t a story about darkness. It’s about light. Kahlil Gibran says Your joy can fill you only as deeply your sorrow has carved you. If you’ve never tasted bitterness, sweet is just another pleasant flavor on your tongue. One day I’m going to hold a lot of joy.

Karen Marie Moning

light joy sweet

It's so easy to lie. What’s even worse is how we cling to those lies. We beg for the illusion so we don’t have to face the truth, don’t have to feel alone.

Karen Marie Moning

illusion faces lying

Words can be twisted into any shape. Promises can be made to lull the heart and seduce the soul. In the final analysis, words mean nothing. They are labels we give things in an effort to wrap our puny little brains around their underlying natures, when ninety-nine percent of the time the totality of the reality is an entirely different beast. The wisest man is the silent one. Examine his actions. Judge him by them.

Karen Marie Moning

heart life mean

For the past few years, I've been on a quest for a good old-fashioned date, the kind where the guy calls, makes the plans, picks you up in a car that's not his dad's or his other girlfriend's, and takes you somewhere that shows he put thought into what you might like, not what he might get off on like the latest how-many-naked-boobs-can-we-cram-into-this-movie-to-disguise-the-complete-lack-of-plot movie. I'm looking for the kind of date that starts with good conversation , has a sweet and satisfying middle, and ends with long, slow kisses and the dreamy feeling that you're walking on clouds.

Karen Marie Moning

dad girlfriend sweet

Barrons laughed again. "And there, my dear Fio, you make one of Womankind's greatest mistakes: Falling in love with a man's potential. We so rarely share the same view of it, and even more rarely care to achieve it. Stop pining for the man you think I could be -- and take a good, long, hard look at the one I am.

Karen Marie Moning

falling-in-love mistake men

Caring is love. And love fights! Love doesn't look for the path of least resistance.

Karen Marie Moning

and-love fighting caring

Last night you said you wanted to know what to expect so you could better select your attire. I told you we were going to visit a vampire in a Goth-den tonight. Why, then, Ms. Lane, do you look like a perky rainbow?

Karen Marie Moning

vampire rainbow night

I'm sorry your pretty little world got all screwed up, but everybody's does, and you go on. It's how you go on that defines you.

Karen Marie Moning

sorry goes-on doe

When insane things start to arrange themselves in sane patterns around you, you know you got problems.

Karen Marie Moning

patterns insane problem

Please tell me we don't grow up and turn into the adults that drive us crazy.

Karen Marie Moning

growing-up adults crazy

When he'd pushed inside me and I'd feel him begin to penetrate, it had turned me into a wild thing-hot, wet, and desperate for more of him. With every kiss, every caress, every thrust, I'd just needed more. He'd touched me, I went nuts. The world dwindled down to one thing: him.