Marian Keyes Quotes

I was doing that thing the infatuated do, stitching destiny onto the person we want stitched to us.

If you love something let it go free. If it doesn't come back, you never had it. If it comes back, love it forever.

Fortune has something of the nature of a woman. If she is too intensely wooed, she commonly goes the further away.

Do I believe in reincarnation? Well, let's say that I believe in karma. I think you make your own karma.

The desire for possession is insatiable, to such a point that it can survive even love itself. To love, therefore, is to sterilize the person one loves.

Though we take from a covetous man all his treasure, he has yet one jewel left; you cannot bereave him of his covetousness.

I think I've been skeptical of violent passion for a long time. I think 'Pinkerton' is about that a lot - seeing how, every time I've felt really passionate for someone, as soon as I 'acquire' them or feel like I've acquired them, the passion goes away.

I was riding my mountain bike in Colorado, and I met a dog who reminded me so much of my very first dog in the way she interacted with me, looked at me, and wagged her tail that I rode away convinced I'd just very possibly met the reincarnated version of my long lost friend.

Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?

Fate is nothing but the deeds committed in a prior state of existence.

I just wanna keep Yachty forever, just take him home with me.

Amazing how the heart clutches at anything familiar, whimpering Mine!Mine!

There is no room in my body for anything but you.

Good because I want you too. Now. Forever. Just you

Today I will go to wait for her again, because I cannot help it, because my whole being seems now to be bound up in the being of one so different from myself and yet so exquisitely familiar that I can scarely understand what has happened.

And only the enlightened can recall their former lives; for the rest of us, the memories of past existences are but glints of light, twinges of longing, passing shadows, disturbingly familiar, that are gone before they can be grasped, like the passage of that silver bird on Dhaulagiri.

When I dream, I dream of him.

What is it about possessing things? Why do we feel the need to own what we love, and why do we become jerks when we do? We've all been there- you want something, to possess it. By possessing something you lose it. You finally win the girl of your dreams, the first thing you do is change her. The little things she does with her hair, the way she wears her clothes or the way she chews her gum. Pretty soon what you like, what you changed, what you don't like, blends together like a watercolor in the rain.

The fact is, I love him. He's the boy I want and one day he'll be MINE.

You’re meant for me, and I will have you.

It is mine, I tell you. My own. My precious. Yes, my precious.

He bowed is head into my throat, groaning softly. "I loved you long before you loved me. Its the only thing I have you beat at, and ill bring it up every chance I get." His mouth pressed to my skin, took on a devilish curve. "Lets get out of here. I'm taking you back to my place, this time for good. We have unfinished business, and I think its time we do something about it.

You are mine, always, if ye will it or no, if ye want me or nay. Mine, and I willna let ye go

Friends are all souls that we've known in other lives. We're drawn to each other. Even if I have only known them a day, it doesn't matter. I'm not going to wait till I have known them for two years, because anyway, we must have met somewhere before, you know.