“Julianne Potter: What I mean, when I say annoyingly perfect, is that there is nothing annoying about her perfection. It's vulnerable and endearing...and that is annoying as shit. George Downes: Ahh...you like her... Julianne Potter: If I didn't have to hate her, I'd adore her.”— Ronald Bass, Julianne Potter, Julia Roberts, imdb.com
“I need to tell you How you light up every second of the day But in the moonlight You just shine like a beacon on the bay”— John Coltrane, open.spotify.com
“You’ve got a good heart I like that about you. You’re always in trouble and I like that too.”— Clementine Von Radics, clementinepoetry.us
“She is beautiful in a way that makes people forget what they were going to say when they look at her.”— Emily St. John Mandel, amazon.com
“How can it be that, linked to such suffering, her face is still the face of happiness for me?”— Albert Camus, amazon.com
“I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds – but I think of you always in those intervals.”— Salvador Plascencia, amazon.com
“I like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more.”— E. E Cummings, hellopoetry.com
“I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk.”— Haruki Murakami, amazon.com
“I adore the struggle you carry in yourself. I adore your terrifying sincerity.”— Anaïs Nin, amazon.com
“You are always new. The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest.”— John Keats, amazon.com
“Did I say that she was beautiful? I was wrong. Beauty is too tame a notion; it evokes only faces in magazines. A lovely eloquence, a calming symmetry; none of that describes this woman's face. So perhaps I should assume I cannot do it justice with words. Suffice it to say that it would break your he…”— Clive Barker, amazon.com
“There was no danger in taking her for granted. She was unique: there was something abnormal about her, and it was that abnormal something that made her magnetic.”— Ken Follett, amazon.com
“She reminded me of the sea; the way she came dancing towards you, wild and beautiful, and just when she was almost close enough to touch she’d rush away again.”— Glenda Millard, amazon.com
“Sometimes I touch the things you used to touch, looking for echoes of your fingers.”— Iain Thomas, amazon.com