345 Quotes by J.M. Darhower

That’s not what I asked... I don’t care about those boys who might’ve fumbled around between your legs a time or two. I want to know if you’ve been with a man.

A job is a job, sir. If you’re doing it right, there’s nothing nice about it.

You’re not asking me to choose you. There’s no choice about it. It’s always been you. Your father once told me that we always have a choice, but I think he was wrong. I think sometimes things choose us. It’s like with breathing. It’s natural. It’s a part of us. It just happens. We can hold our breath and try not to breathe anymore, and it’ll work for a few minutes, but we’ll eventually pass out and nature takes over. We can’t just not breathe, just like I can’t just not love you.

I’m young, and maybe I’m naive, and he’s dark, and maybe he’s a bit dangerous.

No one had understood him before, but he wanted her to. He needed her to, because for the first time in years, he wondered if someone finally could.

We’re the gray area, angel. We’re the pieces of the puzzle they don’t know what to do with, the pieces that don’t quite fit into their perfect little picture, so they choose to discard us, to keep their image untainted, but we can only be ignored for so long. Because eventually, whether they want to admit it or not, all of their black and white will bleed together anyway.

The family we’re born into is important, sure, but they’re not all we have. They’re not all we are. A part of life is making your own family. That’s the beauty of it all.

It’s like the man is an open book but whatever his story is just happens to be written in a different language. One I can’t read at all. It’s there, but what does it mean?

She talks to me about regret, but what she doesn’t realize is that even if she destroys me in the end, I’ll never want to erase what we have. I’d never want to take back a single moment of this.