“I walked down my snow covered street. Out of habit I turned and checked for my footsteps. When I arrived at my building I looked for my name on the buzzers. And because I know that sometimes I see things that aren't there, after dinner I called Information to ask if I was listed.(25)”
―
Nicole Krauss,
The History of Love
“I wanted so much when I was young. I was an endless abyss of want, of need of desperate dreams for myself that defied logic. The promise of what was to come hung like rings around the moon on clear autumn nights; the future was unmistakeable. It was always there, glistening in the dark and suggesting that life was little more than climbing a ladder into the sky, where I could reach up with one hand and secure everything that I had ever hoped for in my grasping fingers.Oh, I dreamed.And they are not easy to give up, these dreams.” ― Nicole Baart, Summer Snow
“So much of my life had been spent taking and taking and taking. Thinking it was all about me, believing that everything came down to me and how I felt, what I wanted. Even in my grasping attempts to know God, I did exactly that: I grasped. I sought. Sometimes I waited. But I never opened myself, spread my soul wide as an offering so He could come and capture me. I never let Him run strong fingers through my soil, watering it with His grace so my fruit could grow and grow above the weeds that threatened to choke it out.” ― Nicole Baart, Summer Snow
“He could have swept me into his arms, kissed my mouth in a fit of passion, and begged me to be his bride, and whatever deep thirst I had hidden in the heart of me still would not be slaked. Amazing, unfathomable man that he was, I had hoped that he could breathe life into me. It took the touch of his lips to convince me that he was only a man.True, he stirred something in me- sweetly, tenderly, even graciously- but when his kindness brushed up against my soul, it did not begin to ease the ache of the seemingly bottomless fissure that still gaped.” ― Nicole Baart, Summer Snow
“I should be offended, but his filthy talk turns me on. Prince Charming has a tongue like a whip, and I bare myself for every strike.” ― Nicole Snow, Stepbrother Charming
“There's my Prince Charming, handsome as he is swoon worthy. Beneath the asshole, the best man I'll ever know and love is still there.” ― Nicole Snow, Stepbrother Charming
“I wanted to mark her as mine. Like, really fucking mark her, inside and out. Soon she'd be branded with more than just my seed. Wouldn't be long until I took her as an old lady, and then she'd get the tattoo showing everybody she was my property. Until then, I'd make do by fucking her, coming in her, licking and sucking every inch that belonged to me.” ― Nicole Snow, Nomad Kind of Love
“Then Nicole. Rosemary saw her suddenly in a new way and found her one of the most beautiful people she had ever known. Her face, the face of a saint, a viking Madonna, shone through the faint motes that snowed across the candlelight, drew down its flush from the wine-colored lanterns in the pine. She was still as still” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night
“Love, I couldn't tell. You were enjoying my tongue so much, I thought I'd magically knock you up with just a few more licks.” I” ― Nicole Snow, Baby Fever Bride
“Why was my body’s reaction to coming home the same as if I were being chased by a pack of wolves in waist-deep snow?” ― Nicole Williams, The Fable of Us
“You're goddamned delectable, and I'm fucking insatiable. I'll never get tired of shooting off in this hot little cunt. Do you hear me, babe? No? Then I'll drill it in loud and clear 'til it echoes in your body forever.” ― Nicole Snow, Recklessly His
“By the time he pushes inside me and I let out the world's loudest, most shameful moan, I remember I love the asshole, not just the good guy underneath. Lucky me, we've got the rest of our lives for him to drive me all kinds of crazy.” ― Nicole Snow, Stepbrother Charming
“Somewhere in the far north of Canada there wuld be snow, falling soundlessly overy the Beaufort Sea, falling over the Artic without a soul to see it. What kind of weather was that, Samson wondered, and how was one to use this information except as proof that the world was too much to bear?” ― Nicole Krauss, Man Walks into a Room
“His come flooded me in molten jets. Pulse after pulse hit my womb, so hot and powerful I swore I could feel it.” ― Nicole Snow, Outlaw's Bride
“Gotta tell you something, babe. Our secret,” he whispered, when I was half-asleep. “I've only had two really amazing things in my life. You're number three. I'm old enough to know amazing is fucking rare, and it's something I never, ever let go of when it's right there in front of me. You're mine, June. Property of Maverick.” ― Nicole Snow, Nomad Kind of Love
“shake tonight, quake and burn with every inch of her. My dick never felt like this in my entire fucking life. It was like I'd downed a handful of the blue shit, and the bastard in my pants was so strong he'd beaten my brain into a coma, taking full control of everything. Bad analogy, though, because I knew I'd need my pulse checked if it ever took a fucking pill to get hard for this woman. “Fuck, baby. You wanna get fucked right here, don't you? No bullshitting, girl.” I scraped my stubble across her neck and sucked the spot beneath her ear.” ― Nicole Snow, Outlaw's Obsession
“Because she’s downright sinful tonight,” he whispers. “Plus, I’m fairly certain the next time she wears a dress this elegant, it won’t be for me. I’ll be in the corner after delivering a big wedding speech, jealous enough for ten lifetimes.” ― Nicole Snow, Perfect Grump
“A life lived putside of the will of the Lord is like trying to climb a waterfall.” ― Nicole Baart Summer Snow
“You like that, Claire? Yeah, you fucking missed this. Just like I missed pumping my balls dry in your hot cunt, Sis.” That word. Holy shit.” ― Nicole Snow, Stepbrother Charming
“I wanted so much when I was young. I was an endless abyss of want, of need of desperate dreams for myself that defied logic. The promise of what was to come hung like rings around the moon on clear autumn nights; the future was unmistakeable. It was always there, glistening in the dark and suggesting that life was little more than climbing a ladder into the sky, where I could reach up with one hand and secure everything that I had ever hoped for in my grasping fingers.Oh, I dreamed.And they are not easy to give up, these dreams.” ― Nicole Baart, Summer Snow
“So much of my life had been spent taking and taking and taking. Thinking it was all about me, believing that everything came down to me and how I felt, what I wanted. Even in my grasping attempts to know God, I did exactly that: I grasped. I sought. Sometimes I waited. But I never opened myself, spread my soul wide as an offering so He could come and capture me. I never let Him run strong fingers through my soil, watering it with His grace so my fruit could grow and grow above the weeds that threatened to choke it out.” ― Nicole Baart, Summer Snow
“He could have swept me into his arms, kissed my mouth in a fit of passion, and begged me to be his bride, and whatever deep thirst I had hidden in the heart of me still would not be slaked. Amazing, unfathomable man that he was, I had hoped that he could breathe life into me. It took the touch of his lips to convince me that he was only a man.True, he stirred something in me- sweetly, tenderly, even graciously- but when his kindness brushed up against my soul, it did not begin to ease the ache of the seemingly bottomless fissure that still gaped.” ― Nicole Baart, Summer Snow
“I should be offended, but his filthy talk turns me on. Prince Charming has a tongue like a whip, and I bare myself for every strike.” ― Nicole Snow, Stepbrother Charming
“There's my Prince Charming, handsome as he is swoon worthy. Beneath the asshole, the best man I'll ever know and love is still there.” ― Nicole Snow, Stepbrother Charming
“I wanted to mark her as mine. Like, really fucking mark her, inside and out. Soon she'd be branded with more than just my seed. Wouldn't be long until I took her as an old lady, and then she'd get the tattoo showing everybody she was my property. Until then, I'd make do by fucking her, coming in her, licking and sucking every inch that belonged to me.” ― Nicole Snow, Nomad Kind of Love
“Then Nicole. Rosemary saw her suddenly in a new way and found her one of the most beautiful people she had ever known. Her face, the face of a saint, a viking Madonna, shone through the faint motes that snowed across the candlelight, drew down its flush from the wine-colored lanterns in the pine. She was still as still” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, Tender Is the Night
“Love, I couldn't tell. You were enjoying my tongue so much, I thought I'd magically knock you up with just a few more licks.” I” ― Nicole Snow, Baby Fever Bride
“Why was my body’s reaction to coming home the same as if I were being chased by a pack of wolves in waist-deep snow?” ― Nicole Williams, The Fable of Us
“You're goddamned delectable, and I'm fucking insatiable. I'll never get tired of shooting off in this hot little cunt. Do you hear me, babe? No? Then I'll drill it in loud and clear 'til it echoes in your body forever.” ― Nicole Snow, Recklessly His
“By the time he pushes inside me and I let out the world's loudest, most shameful moan, I remember I love the asshole, not just the good guy underneath. Lucky me, we've got the rest of our lives for him to drive me all kinds of crazy.” ― Nicole Snow, Stepbrother Charming
“Somewhere in the far north of Canada there wuld be snow, falling soundlessly overy the Beaufort Sea, falling over the Artic without a soul to see it. What kind of weather was that, Samson wondered, and how was one to use this information except as proof that the world was too much to bear?” ― Nicole Krauss, Man Walks into a Room
“His come flooded me in molten jets. Pulse after pulse hit my womb, so hot and powerful I swore I could feel it.” ― Nicole Snow, Outlaw's Bride
“Gotta tell you something, babe. Our secret,” he whispered, when I was half-asleep. “I've only had two really amazing things in my life. You're number three. I'm old enough to know amazing is fucking rare, and it's something I never, ever let go of when it's right there in front of me. You're mine, June. Property of Maverick.” ― Nicole Snow, Nomad Kind of Love
“shake tonight, quake and burn with every inch of her. My dick never felt like this in my entire fucking life. It was like I'd downed a handful of the blue shit, and the bastard in my pants was so strong he'd beaten my brain into a coma, taking full control of everything. Bad analogy, though, because I knew I'd need my pulse checked if it ever took a fucking pill to get hard for this woman. “Fuck, baby. You wanna get fucked right here, don't you? No bullshitting, girl.” I scraped my stubble across her neck and sucked the spot beneath her ear.” ― Nicole Snow, Outlaw's Obsession
“Because she’s downright sinful tonight,” he whispers. “Plus, I’m fairly certain the next time she wears a dress this elegant, it won’t be for me. I’ll be in the corner after delivering a big wedding speech, jealous enough for ten lifetimes.” ― Nicole Snow, Perfect Grump
“A life lived putside of the will of the Lord is like trying to climb a waterfall.” ― Nicole Baart Summer Snow
“You like that, Claire? Yeah, you fucking missed this. Just like I missed pumping my balls dry in your hot cunt, Sis.” That word. Holy shit.” ― Nicole Snow, Stepbrother Charming
