#juliette

Crime is to the passions what nervous fluid is to life: it sustains them, it supplies their strength. ↗

— Marquis de Sade

#life

He looks at me with so much emotion I nearly crack in half. "God, Juliette--" And he's kissing me. Once, twice, until I've had a taste and realize I'll never have enough. ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#juliette #love #love

In my first movie, That Night, with Juliette Lewis, I had a scene with two other girls where we applied a cream to our chests to make our breasts grow. I was 10. ↗

— Eliza Dushku

#breasts #chests #cream #first #grow

Every night, my love. All nights are yours. ↗

— Tiffany Reisz

#kingsley-edge #love

I want to be the friend you fall hopelessly in love with. The one you take into your arms and into your bed and into the private world you keep trapped in your head. I want to be that kind of friend," he says. "The one who will memorise the things you say as well as the shape of your lips when you say them. I want to know every curve, every freckle, every shiver of your body, Juliette- ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#tahereh-mafi #unravel-me #love

The attentions of Wilkie Mackenzie were a conquest, an aspiration, a dream. The fresh memory of all those women, batting their eyelashes coquettishly, it boiled in my veins. One in particular. And Wilkie looked almost amused, now that his own jealousy had eased. “Are you jealous, my love? ↗

— Juliette Miller

#juliette-miller #roses #wilkie #dreams

Maybe they see something in him, see something in his face, in his features. Maybe they see what I see from this disjointed, foggy perspective. The desperation in his expression, the anguish carved into his features, the way he looks at me, like he might die if I do. And I can't help but think this is an interesting parting gift from the world. ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#juliette-ferrars #perspective