Quotes by Chloe Thurlow

Love is like being on a small boat in the middle of the sea with no compass and no one to rely on except each other.

Characters begin as your children and become your teachers.

Life is a long road with lots of junctions and every time you chose to go one way, you may just have easily have gone the other. We dont make choices so much as choices are made like a new fashion we slip into without realising.

Life is a juggling act with your own emotions. The trick is to always keep something in your hand and something in the air.

A womans heart and a womans dreams are malleable and can change at any moment. It is the essence of being a woman.

You can cross the Rubicon in a boat without getting wet, but surely, getting wet is the baptism before you begin that new life on the other side.

If the existentialists are right, that life is meaningless, and if we acknowledge that, we are better equipped to find pleasure in small things.

You may not believe in chance but it provides us with every opportunity we need.

When it happened I was terrified. I couldnt eat. I couldnt sleep. I was a cliche. I looked at myself in the mirror and in my eyes was a look I had never seen before: confusion, mystery and, yes, happiness. I had fallen in love.

The kiss is the greatest of gifts, a miracle, uniquely human. A kiss beneath the mistletoe. A kiss after midnight. A kiss before dying. The devils kiss. As a picture tells a thousand words, so a kiss says everything thats important. I am told prostitutes never kiss their clients. It is too personal, too human. We kiss to say I love you. We kiss the rings of the self-important. The feet of conquerors. The rich dark earth when we reach the promised land. We kiss our hands and wave as loved ones begin a journey. We kiss strangers before dawn in the first hours of a New Year because our wintry lips are incomplete until they are oiled by a kiss.

Two spacemen touching in anti-gravity is like a kiss. But then, there is nothing like a kiss. A kiss is a rare bird. The first sip of champagne. The fleeting glimpse of a shooting star. The kiss is uniquely human. We exchange bodily fluids with a kiss. A great kiss is like eating melon on a picnic. Like diving into a warm sea. A French kiss is a battle of tongues where everyone wins.

Making love requires no thought. You move as the fronds of a palm tree move in the breeze. It is all instinct. All wonder. When you love someone, your lips are incomplete until they are oiled by a kiss. You can say ‘I love you’ a thousand ways but you can say it better with silence and a kiss.

It is at night when sleep like the outgoing sea leaves you dry and cold and the morning light arrives like a small punishment.

Nothing is better than sex and nothing is exactly like it.

Sex is about anticipation not culmination.

Sex is a three act play: foreplay, play and afterplay.

If sex is a journey, orgasm is the both the purpose and journeys end.

The touch of his fingertips on my back is like a great cellist brushing the strings of his instrument, or a watchmaker turning a tiny screw invisible to the naked eye. The feeling is erotic, magical, and I just want to go home and go to bed.

A picture may describe a 1000 words but it will often need 1000 words to describe a picture.

Just as you dress for the occasion you should undress when reading erotica.