“Is it love, obsession, infatuation? You don't know. You think of a strange and beautiful word you read about once, Limerance, a psychological term, meaning an obsessive love, a state that's almost like a drug. Need like a wolf paces the perimeter of your world, back and forth, back and forth, never letting up. ...You're appalled by the new appetites within you, kicking their feet and clawing to get out.” ThinkingKnowsWorldNeedsStatesBeautifulTermFeetStrangeDrugObsessionPsychologicalPaceAppetiteWithin YouInfatuationBack And ForthObsessiveKickingBeautiful WordsObsessive LovePerimeter Author:Nikki Gemmell
“Alone you're refinding a glittering, a clarity, you're finding your distilled self. ...You think of the two types of aloneness you've known recently: this wonderful, sparkly, soul-refreshing type, and the despairing loneliness that sucks the breath from your life.” ThinkingTwoSoulSelfKnownWonderfulLonelinessTypeFindingsBreathsClarityRefreshing Author:Nikki Gemmell
