Quotes from Amy Lane

That's the hard part. The hope. You two gotta decide if you're up for the hope and the disappointment right there, because that's the hard part.

Breathing was easier, and he felt the stiffness on his ribs, which meant they'd been taped.

No, cow woman, I was too busy avoiding your great and powerful ass. It was in my way. Now make up for it and go fetch like the peasant you are." "Bitch." "Heifer.

Some adjustments you made for life because you wanted to have a life.

What the hell is that?" The drill sergeant almost mumbled to himself. "I've never seen that piece of metal before in my life….

We have brought you lengths and lengths of crinoline and taffeta and tulle. Kimmy and I, we have made our costumes for years. We will make you such a dress. Let us make you a dress for your prince, so that we may see you married.

Dad, are you in?" "In the car, yes. In this conversation? Not if you paid me.

you've fallen for this man, so hard, so deep, it's like falling off a building and punching a hole through the tarmac to the hidden black caverns of trust, pain, and fear beneath.

He could see somebody had thrown Cotton away. Somebody had thrown Jason's angel away.

Until Quinlan had sobbed in his arms, he hadn't realized what an act of bravery falling in love was.

He wrapped his burly long arms around me, and I clung to him, furnace-heated skin and all, and prayed that should Hammer die this night, that I would die with him, and our bodies would be found just like this, twined together like roses that had grown together for too long.

under the heartbreak blue sky.

About the only thing camels and horses have in common, sir, is that people ride them.

Everyone's revving their engine, slapping their big metal dicks around so we can see how fast they're going to be. Of

Everyone's revving their engine, slapping their big metal dicks around so we can see how fast they're going to be. Of course, it also warms the engine up so it's all loose and sloppy and tight when it needs to be, which is sort of sexual too, so I guess it's a fuck-fest all the way around.

Jeffy the weak is the guy who would have bailed on you to cry in his room while your mother took you to the hospital. As God is my witness, Collin Waters, you are never going to meet Jeffy the weak.

Unspoken things—stupid unspoken things: Grant Adams had a finite number of hugs left.

Apparently some of the guys in gay-for-pay really were straight.

Benji grinned back. "You're being a real asshole today, Mr. Barnes. Well done—you been practicing?" Dad smiled, obviously relaxed. "Yeah, you know, kid, a few minutes a day, you can work that muscle with the best of them.

I may be a faggot," he said clearly, "but at least I'm not a moron, an asshole, or a rednecked motherfucker.

But he didn't have any toys," she said softly.

You know, someday I'm gonna top," Cash told him, his brown-eyed gaze absolutely unimpressed. "And I've never done it before, but I'm going to do it with you, and you are going to be at my mercy. Now ask yourself—how badly do you want to piss me off before then? Because you need to pick your battles.

Yes, it's hard to understand," Mikhail growled back. "You have this… this magnificent heart, and you just… try to throw it away. How could you do it?

I don't care if it's a mosque, a monastery, or a motherfucking cathedral. The next time that man wants to take you to a holy place and thank a higher power for you, go with him. And thank God personally, from me, that you have somebody who loves you like you deserve.