Wounded Quotes

“Hands are the medium of expression, as eyes are the windows to the soul.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“Her beauty has captured me, imprisoned my capacity for language. All I can do is pay homage to the temple of her body.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“I need your kisses to make the memories disappear.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“They took him, although he loved me, and would have made me his. I wanted to be his.
Someone's.
Anyone's.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“Baby? I am not a baby.”
“No, I know. It’s…a term of endearment. It’s like ‘honey’ or ‘sweetie’. It just means I love you.”
“If you say so, but it is strange, to call the woman you love as a baby. But then, Americans are strange.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“You are so beautiful. Do you know that?”
“I know that men think – “
“Man. One man. Me. I’m all that matters. No one else can have you. You’re mine.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“There is so much. I had no fucking clue I could feel this way, this much. It's like some deep well opened up inside me, and now all the love in all the world is being poured through me into her.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“I'm in battle mode. Shut down. Hard. I'm not Hunter anymore. I'm Lance Corporal Lee, USMC. Semper Fi, bitches.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“I will always love you. You saved me, Rania.”
“No, you saved me.”
“We saved each other, then,”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“What is the word for this kind of underwear? Boxings? Something like that? I cannot think of it.”
“Boxings? Oh, god, Rania. That’s funny. Boxers. They’re called boxers, sweetheart.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“I do not know how he even managed to do what he did. He should not have been able to, but he did. He defended my home. Me. Himself. Us.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“I feel like everyone who sees me knows what I am. As if it is written on my forehead in bold black ink. Perhaps it is written on my soul, now, and they can see it in my eyes, those windows to my soul.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“When he died, I think she did, too, it just took longer time for her body to realize her heart and mind were already dead.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“Nothing. It is nothing. Stop worrying about me."
"I can't stop worrying about you.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“Such awful timing. There’s a dead man in the bathroom, and I’m trying not to kiss Rania. What the fuck is wrong with you, Hunter?”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“Then her eyes are fluttering open and she's looking into me. Not at me, but into me.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“He does not just fill my body, my womanhood. He fills me. My heart, my soul. He fills the horrible emptiness that has gaped inside me all my life.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“Hunter touches my cheek, kisses my chin. "I will always love you. You saved me, Rania."
I shake my head. "No, you have saved me,"
"We have saved each other then," he says.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“I cry, because I know what I felt from him, even if I cannot and dare not allow it be named.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“I am not Sabah. I am Rania. And I feel.”
“Good. No more Sabah. Only Rania.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“I am not a woman, I am a thing. An object, a servant for their needs. Sex is a tool.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“You are not merely finding a physical release, you are coming into a new realm, coming into heaven, coming into him, becoming him.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded

“Some things are free, Rania. My love for you is free. All you have to do is take it. Accept it.”
― Jasinda Wilder, Wounded