Christine Feehan Quotes About Heart

Quotes about: Heart

• I claim you as my life mate. I belong to you. I offer my life for you. I give to you my protection, my allegiance, my heart, my soul, and my body. I take into my keeping the same that is yours. Your life, happiness, and welfare will be cherished and placed above my own for all time. You are my life mate, bound to me for all eternity and always in my care.

  Christine Feehan

  Heart, Giving, Soul

  Christine Feehan (2010). “Dark Challenge”, p.16, Harper Collins

• She didn't know how to love, to give herself to someone, to out herself in someone else's keeping and take him into hers. She didn't trust anyone with her heart - or the darker places of her soul.

  Christine Feehan

  Heart, Giving, Soul

  Christine Feehan (2008). “Turbulent Sea”, p.95, Penguin

• If what he said was the truth, it broke her heart. If what he said was a lie, it was broken anyway.

  Christine Feehan

  Broken Heart, Heartbreak, Truth

  Christine Feehan (2010). “Sea Storm”, p.191, Penguin

• They called each other family and that’s what they were—sisters. Many people in the world had family of the heart, kin by choice rather than by blood, and hers had come along in her darkest hour and saved her life.

  Christine Feehan

  Heart, Blood, People

• He had known he wanted her, that it was for all time, but he hadn’t realized what was between them. A priceless gift, a treasure beyond his dreams. She was wrapped so tight inside of him, he knew it was more than his body and mind. More than his heart. She was entrenched in his soul. (Ryland, on Lily)

  Christine Feehan

  Dream, Heart, Soul

• I have traveled all over the world and gone to the highest peaks, and the densest jungles. The Carpathain Mountians will always be my homeland, but my home is a woman. Solange Sangria. You are home to me. Your body is my home. Your mind. Your heart and soul. It matters little to me where we are.

  Christine Feehan

  Home, Heart, Soul

  Christine Feehan (2010). “Dark Peril”, p.162, Penguin

• I just want some time, Mikhail, to think things through. It’s frightening, the way I am about you. I think about you every minute; I want to touch you, just to know I can, to feel you beneath my fingers. It’s as if you crawled into my head and my heart, even my body, and I can’t get you out.

  Christine Feehan

  Heart, Thinking, Body

  Christine Feehan (2011). “Dark Prince: Number 1 in series”, p.71, Hachette UK

• (After Nicholas tells Dahlia that he loves her) "...Just don't break my heart my heart, Dahlia. I've never handed it over to anyone before." She placed both hands over his. "I've never had anyone's heart. I don't know the first thing about keeping hearts. You're taking a terrible risk." "That's what I do best." ... "Are you feeling relaxed now?" ... "I was until you started throwing around the L-word. That's enough to scare anyone.

  Christine Feehan

  Heart, Hands, Feelings

• He worked at stealing her heart to replace the one she'd taken from him.

  Christine Feehan

  Taken, Heart, Stealing

  Christine Feehan (2012). “Christine Feehan's Drake Sisters Series: Five Novels and a Novella”, p.1043, Penguin

• My heart is very much alive and in your hands. Do your best not to destroy it. You are very lucky it isn't it my hands... The only thing I know to do with hearts is incinerate them! Ouch!

  Christine Feehan

  Heart, Hands, Lucky

• The real knife to a man's heart was his woman's tears.

  Christine Feehan

  Real, Heart, Men

  Christine Feehan (2011). “Savage Nature”, p.138, Penguin

• There's no room for him in your head, Elle. I'm there. I'll always be there and if he tries to come in I'll drive him out until you're strong enough to do it yourself. And there was never room for him in your heart because I was already there. He couldn't touch your soul. It belongs to you and no one else unless you decide to share.

  Christine Feehan

  Strong, Heart, Soul

  Christine Feehan (2009). “Hidden Currents”, p.94, Penguin

• What does kiciciyapi mitawa mean?" He kept his head on her breasts. "What?" "You called me kicicyapi mitawa. It sounded so beautiful. It wasn't Japanese. What was it?" "It's the voice of the Lakota. It would sound silly in English." He cupped her breast, his fingers moving lightly over her skin. His breath warm on her heart. "I want to know. It didn't sound silly when you said it. It sounded...beautiful. It made me feel beautiful. And loved." He kissed her breast. "I called you my heart. And you are.

  Christine Feehan

  Beautiful, Silly, Moving

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