The best Quotes by Tessa Young

I love him, every part of him. All versions of him. Mostly, I like who I have become with him, we have both been changed for the better by each other. I have somehow gotten him to open up and brought happiness to him and he has taught me how to live and not worry about every detail.

I am a moth to his flame, and he never hesitates to burn me.

Hardin is like a drug; each time I take the tiniest bit of him, I crave more and more. He consumes my thoughts and invades my dreams.

I won the bet but I lost the only thing that has ever made me happy.

Just because he can't love you the way you want him to doesn't mean he does't love you with everything he has.

I want her to know that pain is only permanent if we allow it to be.

I can't promise that I won't hurt you again, but I can swear that I will love you until the day that I die.

You won't know how lucky you are to be able to spend your life with the other half of your soul until you have to spend your life without them.

Sometimes I just want to drown out the world around me, and music and reading are the only things that do that for me.

That's why we are so good for each other. Because we're terrible for each other.

After everything, we made it. Whatever the hell our souls are made of, they are the same.

The whole world is a collection of memoranda that she did exist, and that I have lost her. Whatever our souls are made of, hers and mine are the same.

"Are you mine?"
"Yes, always."
I don't have a choice. I haven't since the day I met you.

I can't help but think of the phrase 'sometimes it is better to be kept in the dark than be blinded by the light.'

My life before him was so simple and decided. Now, after him, it's just... after.

I feel as though I am ice and he is fire. We are so completely different, yet the same.

"I love you too."
"Don't say 'too', it sounds like you're just agreeing with me."

Whatever the hell our souls are made of, hers and mine are the same.

Do you remember when you asked me who I loved the most in the world? It's you. You're the person that I love most in the world.

You told me once that I bring out the worst in you. Well, you bring out the best in me.

Lip: "Hey, whoa. You really think they deserve your hard-earned money for that service?"
Frank: "Dine and dash?"
Lip: "Bite and bolt."
Frank: "Eat it and beat it?"

What can I say, once you go white, you always stay tight. Hey, I think I just insulted myself.

Frank: "What did they get you for again?"
"Beat my ex-wife to death with a telephone."
Frank': "Cordless or landline?"

Been sleeping in this car six years. Pissed, puked, jizzed in it. By law of bodily fluids, it's mine.

I have red hair, freckles and crooked teeth. I don't need any more character!

Debs, we need at least one person in this family to not turn cynical, and my money's been on you.

I don't go onto Facebook because I don't give a shit about whose pet just died or who just checked in at the f*cking McDonald's.

I'm sorry, but no one speaking English as a first language should be doing this job.

Seriosly, I don't mean to be an asshole, it's just... genetic.

I kind of have no choice. I gotta find Frank. Get him sober and ready to appear in court. He's like my sad-ass Obi-Wan Kenobi.