385 Quotes by Chloe Thurlow

Time neither flies nor sleeps. It is flexible, plastic, ever changing. Spend two hours watching a movie curled up with your lover and time ceases to exist. Spend two hours waiting for your lover to come and time is the iron bars of a prison.

It’s lost time that matters – the time between time – the moments when you forget time and life just happens.

Love hurts. First love is excruciating. Like being burned in orange flames and then cast into icy water. Your emotions change from one second to the next. You can’t sleep. You never sleep. First love is a form of dying and being reborn.

When you’ve been everywhere, tried it all and done it all, what’s left is the exploration of self, intellectually and sexually, through curiosity and erotica.

Words hate to waste energy. If you can’t find the right word, don’t look for it. It will find you. The right word at the right time stops wars, cures heartaches, mends bridges, sweeps away barriers.

When you feel a snake slither down your spine and your nipples are itchy, when your armpits tingle and your mouth is dry when you see him, that’s first love.

Is this love? The light looks different. Actually the shade looks different. I feel different. Everything is just so different I don’t know where to begin...