Still Quotes
Still
by
Kennedy Ryan11,583 ratings, 4.49 average rating, 1,926 reviews
Still Quotes
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“And when the years have passed,
and we have watched a thousand sunsets,
and we are bent,
our bodies crooked with age
ask me again.
In the twilight,
in the shadow of the life we have shared,
ask me if I love you,
and my heart will answer before my lips can part.
My love, my life,
my heart never left your hands.
Always, evermore, even after.
Still.”
― Still
and we have watched a thousand sunsets,
and we are bent,
our bodies crooked with age
ask me again.
In the twilight,
in the shadow of the life we have shared,
ask me if I love you,
and my heart will answer before my lips can part.
My love, my life,
my heart never left your hands.
Always, evermore, even after.
Still.”
― Still
“Ask me when your belly is full like the moon,
and our love has stretched your body with my child,
leaving your skin, once flawless,
now silvered, traced, scarred,
I will worship you.
My eyes will never stray.
My heart will never wander,
gladly leashed to you all my days.
I am fixed on you.”
― Still
and our love has stretched your body with my child,
leaving your skin, once flawless,
now silvered, traced, scarred,
I will worship you.
My eyes will never stray.
My heart will never wander,
gladly leashed to you all my days.
I am fixed on you.”
― Still
“There’s something helpless about truly being in love, the kind of love they write songs about, that inspires poetry and launches ships and wreaks havoc. It leaves you slightly off balance, controlling when you mean to cherish, smothering when you mean to hold close.”
― Still
― Still
“And it still isn’t enough. Anything that ended would never be enough for a love like ours. A love like ours is only satisfied by forever.”
― Still
― Still
“I’ll never forget this moment when, through the abject fear and despair and exhaustion saturating her eyes, I glimpse her trust in me. It’s the greatest gift I’ve ever received.”
― Still
― Still
“However imperfect she appears to some, she is ours, and we already love her deeply and will treasure any time we have with her.”
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“He studies me a moment longer, and the intimacy and openness are almost too much, but I force myself not to look away. I’ve never been more vulnerable to anyone, and I’ve never trusted anyone else the way I trust Grip— with my life, with my heart.”
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― Still
“I will kiss him a million times in our life together and never tire of it. My lips will always cling, curious and searching. His touch is an endless thrill.”
― Still
― Still
“We feel the things we need to know instead of say them. With my chest pressed to his back, forgiveness, love, understanding, and tenderness transfer noiselessly between the layers of our clothes, an emotional osmosis through blood and bone, through hurt and fear.”
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― Still
“But it’s such a rich white,” I say, forcing my lips to stay curved.
“Well, this is Tribeca,” Grip deadpans. “There’s bound to be a lot of rich whites.”
― Still
“Well, this is Tribeca,” Grip deadpans. “There’s bound to be a lot of rich whites.”
― Still
“When we are alone, you and I, through years, through pain, my heart will answer again and again, still.”
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“Grief handed me a heart of iron, and I rusted it with my tears, a muscle not made of flesh, not pumping blood.”
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― Still
“But if you don’t ride me hard enough, I’m flipping you over and tearing that ass up. Got it?”
“That sounds fair.” I nod frantically, no breath left for banter. I’m just ready to impale myself on him.”
― Still
“That sounds fair.” I nod frantically, no breath left for banter. I’m just ready to impale myself on him.”
― Still
“Oh, I want you.” Lust roughens his voice. Love makes it soft. His gaze drops, a lazy, heated sweep over my body, a sweet searing of my skin. The look is as heavy as a stroking hand, but so gentle that I barely feel its tantalizing weight.”
― Still
― Still
“Electric current spears me down the middle, landing in my core. He sucks all the oxygen from the room, and my lungs desperately push breath from my chest. He studies me under hooded lids, knowing exactly what he’s doing to me.”
― Still
― Still
“What if he decides someday the one thing he really wants, really needs is the one thing I can never be?”
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“Emotion tells you about love, but hard times prove it. How can you know something is great unless it’s tested? Until then, it’s just an assumption. It’s a question, but life has a way of answering.”
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― Still
“You ask me today if I love you, if I take you as my own to have and to hold, and my heart replies yes. Always, evermore, even after. Still. Not just today before a crowd, but when we are alone, you and I, through years, through pain, My heart will answer again and again, still.”
― Still
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“I withhold nothing from him. Not my body—he can have it any way he wants it. Not my heart—flung open like a door for him to walk through. Not my soul—twisting around his every time he hammers up into me, possessing me from the inside out.”
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“I don’t know if it’s mine or if it’s hers, but this moment, this perfect glass-blown moment where our bodies unite and our souls intersect, this moment belongs to us.”
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“Life is the grand equalizer. It has a way of stripping those privileges, rendering them inconsequential.”
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“The music is sensuous and whispers sex before the singer delivers the first lyric.
“Prince?” I ask, surprised. I recognize the iconic voice, but not the song. “What is this?”
“Adore.”
― Still
“Prince?” I ask, surprised. I recognize the iconic voice, but not the song. “What is this?”
“Adore.”
― Still
