J.A. DeRouen Quotes

#1. If it's ever too much ... if the burden of me is ever too great--"
Softly, I place my hands over his lips, silently begging him to stop.
"Don't you know? You are not my burden. Never." I brush my lips lightly against his. "You? You are my gift.

J.A. DeRouen

#2. That one small touch is the beginning of the most memorable kiss of my life. It's hello and goodbye, I love you, I'll miss you, and everything in between.

J.A. DeRouen

#3. I've lived a life overrun with gravity and momentum. My choices run parallel with the current of circumstance.
Not anymore. I'm through with gravity. I loathe momentum. I crave the turbulence of emotions. I want the push, the pull, the ache, the fall.
I want the storms.

J.A. DeRouen

#4. Don't let the cynic in you drown out the dreamer.

J.A. DeRouen

#5. Nothing in this world worth having is perfect.

J.A. DeRouen

#6. Promises are just pretty lies.

J.A. DeRouen

#7. My soul feels lighter at the mere sight of him. Complicated feels simple. Unlikely feels inevitable. Only he makes me feel this way - like I can climb whatever mountain life puts in our path.

J.A. DeRouen

#8. Nails on skin, teeth on lips, and hearts on sleeves, we tumble over the edge, together.

J.A. DeRouen

#9. No matter where I am, I'll always love you. I promise you always.

J.A. DeRouen

#10. He leans close to me again, gently placing his hand on my cheek and stares straight into my eyes. "I know that this thing we have - you and me - there is no end, Sara. You don't have to worry about life without me, because I go where you go.

J.A. DeRouen

#11. Please, don't fall into yourself. Fall into me, Sara. Because God knows I've fallen into you.

J.A. DeRouen

#12. I want to live a lifetime in this moment--these precious seconds between anticipation and ectasy.

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#13. I know he was the life of your life. I get it, I really do. But what if I told you that you were mine?

J.A. DeRouen

#14. Our love is not effortless. We've clawed our way through the brush and fire to get here today. But aren't the things we bleed for the most precious?

J.A. DeRouen