Life equaled love plus passion squared. Loving and being passionate about what one did was what made life so precious.
I hope when I'm ninety-five the only things I want are free: love, family, a good home-cooked meal.
Mom raised us to believe that every lie puts something out there in the world that's inevitably going to come back and bite you in the petunia.
She understood now why her friend Elizabeth, with her near-genius, analytical mind gave wide berth to murder mysteries, psychological thrillers, and horror stories, and read only romance novels. Because, by God, when a woman picked up one of those steamy books, she had a firm guarantee that there would be a Happily-Ever-After. That though the world outside those covers could bring such sorrow and disappointment and loneliness, between those covers, the world was a splendid place to be.
As his other hand began to slip around her waist, his body brushed against hers, and there was no mistaking the thick, hard ridge grazing her jean-clad bottom. Heavens, did that thing never subside? The rest of him might be mortal, but his immortal erection certainly didn't scan to have gotten the memo.
There’s no point in fighting the tide. It ebbs. It flows. You ride it.
Woman, you are a thousand kinds of fool.
Beautiful women rarely possess sufficient depth of character to survive without their pretty feathers.
In that you're wrong. I choose, I adhere, I pursue, I commit, I attain. That - that, my errant friend - is an absolute." - Hawk
If you weaken, I'll be strong. If you get lost, I'll be your way home. If you despair, I'll bring you joy. I will love you until the end of time.
I realized early in my career that precisely what one reader doesn't like is what another reader loves. Collectively, any writer's audience presents a mishmash of expectations that can never all be met. What one-tenth of my readership may not be crazy about the other nine-tenths savors. The moment you start altering a book or a painting or any type of art as if it's a public collaborative, you crucify its soul. I'd rather irritate a few people and delight a lot than touch no one." ~ Karen Marie Moning
Some of us are born more than once. Some of us recreate ourselves many times. Ryodan says adaptability is survivability. Ryodan says a lot of stuff. Sometimes I listen, All I know is, every time I open my eyes, my brian kicks on. Something wakes up deep in my belly, and I know I'll do anything it takes... To. Just. Keep. Breathing.
Your race devotes itself to justifying its errors, not correcting them
You believe in God? Dude. Only God could have created physics.
I flash him number seventeen of my thirty-five Looks of Death.
I hammered him with my fists. He just stood and took it. He didn't suffer graciously, he looked pissed off to no end. But he let me hit him. And he didn't hit me back.
He was on me before my brain processed the fact that he was coming for me.
I don't make sonic booms. I want a whip. I like the idea of walking around making sonic booms everywhere.
Basque and Celt. Criminals and barbarians. I didn't think there could be a more primitive pairing of genes.
Got to love a dude that says things like "kinetic" and "detritus.
I love music because it's so fecking brilliant. Music is math, and math is the structure of everything and pretty much perfect.
Lust is a thing of the blood. Doesn't need head or heart.
If you are not with me, you are against me. I have no mercy for my enemies.
Then her eyes narrowed. The sun was spilling in the window behind her and Dageus's eyes were golden, dappled with darker flecks. Smoky and sensual, fringed by thick dark lashes, but gold nonetheless. "What is with your eyes?" she exclaimed. "Is it part of being a Druid?" "What color are they?" he asked warily. "Gold." He flashed her another unguarded smile. It was like basking in the sun, she thought, tracing her fingers over his beard-shadowed jaw, smiling helplessly back.
Chloe-lass: If I'm not here with you now, I'm beyond this life, for 'tis the only way I'll ever let you go. ... I hoped I loved you well, sweet, for I know even now that you are my brightest shining star. I knew it the moment I saw you. Ah, lass, you so adore your artifacts. This thief covets but one priceless treasure: You. Dageus -In a letter
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