26 Quotes by Ella James

Why... are you still here?” She sits down by me, takes my hand. “Because you’re here.

We’re not meant to be alone. We’re made with holes inside our souls. The only way to survive is to fill them.

The one I’m looking at now is Sylvia Plath. The colors are a translucent sort of jade, pale gold, and, in a few places, milky white. Running jagged and clear, horizontally, through the middle of the canvas, is a line I recognize immediately and, after a long second, place as a line from the poem, “Daddy.

It is the reason you are here on Earth. You are here to risk your heart.

We’re not meant to be alone. We’re made with holes inside our souls. The only way to survive is to fill them. I think the catch is, you don’t get to choose with what.

He definitely looks angelic. Like an angel who would rip your panties with the strength of his immortal hands.

Have you ever heard about string theory? Everything is tied together, works together, shrinks, expands, and breathes together. Maybe we’re on the same string, baby. We’re right beside each other. We’re the same thing.” His mouth takes mine. He pulls away. “My blood, your blood... ” Another kiss... his voice hot on my cheek. “One day I tried to calculate the odds of how we met. The odds of February 14. There are no odds. For us, there are no odds because it isn’t chance.” – Kellan.

Everybody wears so many different masks. Who we are is constantly in flux – so who you get from someone else at any given time is something special, if you think about it. Relating to another person in a real way – even if it’s brief – is a rare gift.

Together, baby, all we need is half to make a whole.