Megan Hart

Perfection is too high a goal to strive for. Sometimes working hard bringsmore satisfaction in the end.

One must have sorrow to truly appreciate joy.

A woman's orgasm is such a fragile thing, dependant as much upon her mind as on her clitoris.

There is so much freedom in not having to choose.

They__e like sharks. Circling. Cute, single guy, good job, nice car. It__ all they know about me.__is tone was light but his expression serious.Maybe that__ because it__ all you show them.__aybe it__ all they want to see.

I know everything and nothing about him all at the same time.

There are many things I don__ know, but quite a few I do. I know you can__ be lost if you know where you are. I know that life is full of precious and fragile things, and not all of them are pretty. I know that the sun follows the moon and makes days, one after another. Time passes. The world turns, and we turn with it, and though we can never go back to the beginning, sometimes, we can start again.

But sometimes it's the sunshine that frightens us more than the big black shadows.

Jealousy smells like the water in the bottom of a flower vase after the flowers have died.

Dan smiled at me with lips still moist from mine. I have seen clouds part for the sun. I have seen rainbows. I have seen flowers in the morning, covered in dew, and I have seen sunsets so brilliant with fire they have made me want to weep.And I have seen Dan smile at me, his lips still wet from my kiss, and if I had to choose which sight moved me the most I would say it was that one.

You know what the best part of the stars is?""What's that?""They're the same no matter what sky you're standing under. I mean...yeah, they might move or look like they're in a different place, but they're the same stars.""Yeah? So?""So even if you're apart from someone you want to be with, you can look up at the stars and know they're looking at the same ones.

I might be alone, but i'm never lonely.

I have seen clouds part for the sun. I have seen rainbows. I have seen flowers in the morning, covered in dew, and I have seen sunsets so brilliant with fire they made me want to weep. And I have seen Dan smile at me, his lips still wet from my kiss, and if I had to choose which sight moved me the most I would say it was that one.

PERMALINK · 169465 · 15 HOURS AGO"She tried to feel sad, or guilty, or even to be angry about the way things had happened, but there frankly wasn__ much room in either her head or her heart for wishing or moping.

The word love has always tasted like the scent of fresh ink and soft paper to me. Like a newly written poem.