Quotes About Surrender

This time…" He bared his descending fangs, his upper lip twitching. "I want your fangs in me, I want the pain and the rush. And I want you at my throat.

You bring me to my knees and lift me up at the same time. It's the definition of magic.

If I could, I would bleed out in your arms. I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be when I die.

I want to touch you," she said with an awe that made him flush. "Anywhere." God, his voice was rough. "Fuck, do anything you want to me." She

As his amethyst eyes stared into hers, the air between them changed and she had the sense that he saw so much, too much. Especially as he said in a dark voice, "Will you let me feed you?" Hypnotized, captivated, she whispered, "Yes. Please." His smile revealed long, white fangs. "That is so the answer I was going for." -Rehv & Ehlena

And now that the Fade was upon him, he was resigned to his death.

I have learned long ago, there is no negotiating with destiny.

I'm glad you like him," he murmured, his hands tugging up her shirt. "Because the two of us are yours. For as long as you'll have us." "That would be eternally," she said as she let herself go. And reveled in all the love.

La muerte es una forma segura de hallar la paz, pensó Rhage. Y todos morían. Incluso los vampiros.

Encontraré otra manera de evitar perder el control mientras tú estés en mi vida. No quiero a nadie más que a ti.

Io non sono tua.» sussurrò lei. Lui non si lasciò scoraggiare. «E va bene. Se non posso averti vorrà dire che sarai tu ad avere me. Serviti pure. Prendimi. Tutto quanto, una parte, un pezzettino, quello che vuoi. Però ti prego, prendi almeno qualcosa di me.»

Cuando sus ojos se encontraron, Butch sintió una extraña calma. No iba a luchar. Iba a entrar apaciblemente a la noche eterna, de la mano de su mejor amigo, en una muerte hermosa y dulce.

You're going to kill me anyway. —

Il paziente, intanto, fece un bel respiro tutto da solo. Poi un altro. E un altro ancora. Poi quegli inquietanti occhi di diamante si posarono su di lei, e Jane smise di divincolarsi come soggiogata dalla sua forza di volontà. Ci fu un attimo di silenzio. Poi, in tono aspro, l'uomo a cui lei aveva salvato la vita pronunciò quattro parole che cambiarono tutto, cambiarono la sua vita, cambiarono il suo destino: «Lei. Viene. Con. Me.»

You've been tired for centuries, Phury. It's time to let go of me. Don't think I can.

There was no way she could rock against him, filled with him, and not be affected. This wasn't a quick coupling in the dark—it was no-holds-barred, lights-on, open-eyed lovemaking with a man who wouldn't accept anything less than her total surrender.

Eckhart is saying that once we become empty of all the dross within, God the Mystery can do nothing but rush in to fill the vacuum of our absence. It is up to each one of us to choose between suffocating in the vortex of the limited, knowable self, or instead to cut the cords which bind, and let ourselves drift out into, and be, the vast, incomprehensible sea of Being itself.

It no longer makes me cry and die and tear myself to see her go because everything goes away from me like that now — girls, visions, anything, just in the same way and forever and I accept lostness forever.

I forgave everybody, I gave up, I got drunk.

Accept loss forever.

Human courage is an opiate but opiates are human too. If God is an opiate so am I. Therefore eat me. Eat the night

Someone once said to me that if you want to make God laugh, just tell him your plans. Just tell him who you are.

Peace requires us to surrender our illusions of control. We can love and care for others but we cannot possess our children, lovers, family, or friends. We can assist them, pray for them, and wish them well, yet in the end their happiness and suffering depend on their thoughts and actions, not on our wishes.

Let go of the battle. Breathe quietly and let it be. Let your body relax and your heart soften. Open to whatever you experience without fighting.