Quotes from Johanna Lindsey

By your father's word has your life been given to me to protect. Now do I give you my life in return, yours to keep until the day I die. --Falon to Shanelle

With my life comes my heart, yours now to crush or cherish as you will. It is my hope you will have a care in keeping both.

Now that's the sort of love Richard had always been looking for, enduring, defying obstacles, reciprocated.

She had simply shed the mantle of slavery as easily as she had worn it, making him realize that she had never really worn it at all.

No one's opinion mattered to Amanda except her own, and she was never wrong. That she was frequently not right was beside the point.

And as for her sister,he wished a strong wind would just blow her away.

What do you mean,who? You just saw me talking to her!" "If anyone was with you when I arrived, I'm afraid I didn't notice. My eyes were only on you.

A word, Sir Jamie. Quickly!" You may speak freely, Alwyn," Jamie sighed. "You are always making too mcuh of minor incidents." You're no' going to believe it, Sir Jamie," Alwyn gasped. "But I swear every male Fergusson alive is outside our gate.

No one is going to know about this, or should I be more explicit?" "Yes," she replied sharply. "I am brilliantly cunning and stupidly dense at the same time.Do continue treating me like a child." "Your sarcasm is uncalled-for." "I disagree.Actually,I will probably disagree with you henceforth whether I agree with you or not! I can behave like a child if you insist on treating me like one.

The Vikings did not believe in leaving their futures to the fates, but in carving their own fates . It was believed the gods would reward those who went forth valiantly to conquer and to gain. Vikings gave no account to meekness, or suffering patience. They fought for what they wanted. Defeat held no honor.

May I speak with his mother?" "Of course,follow me." The butler didn't go far,stopping at the door to the dining room to announce loftily, "Lady St. John has arrived, madam." Rebecca heard a testy tone, from inside the room. "Are you blind, Charles? I'm sitting right here." "The new Lady St. John.

You know,I think I'd rather freeze than continue this conversation. You've been warned.Proceed at your own risk." He smiled. "I always do,darlin'.

Amy and Warren: "You aren't going to be fighting with Uncle James anymore, are you?" "Wouldn't think of it. Now that he's going to be my uncle, too, I've decided to show him nothing but respect" "Good God. He'll murder you

ames ignored it all,though he did mumble to himself once in a while, things like,"Bloody everlasting hell,"and " I'll never touch her again," and once, "God,please," and once more to Anthony directly, "Just take me out and shoot me".

James stared at him for a moment, a brief moment, before his stonelike fist landed in Richard's gut. "Wrong answer. Try again.

I think you would prefer to be happy in your choice,to make your first marriage be your only marriage." Maria was right,of course. Going from marriage to marriage was not much different than going from man to man. Anastasia,at least,didn't see much difference in the two.She saw love as lasting forever. Anything less could not really be love.

You have to tell this ship to turn around!" He had a feeling she was serious, so he managed not to laugh. Well,he tried-and failed. "I'm sure the 'ship' won't listen to reason. No,really,I'm positive it won't." "You know what I mean!" she shrieked at him.

She found the page, cleared her throat and began to read, " 'There was nary a doubt that I had ever seen such big ones, round and ripe. My teeth ached to bite them' " God, what tripe!

But you know you're sounding like a jealous wife? Are you jealous, luv? I find that rather amusing, all things considered." "Don't start laughing too soon, because I'm nothing of the sort." "No?" He was still grinning, prompting her to snap, "Your unexpected presence here smacks of jealousy as well, as in checking up on your wife, but you don't hear me accusing you of it." "I believe you just did.

At least you didn't need to change your breeches." He glanced up again instantly, pinning her eyes with his, his own suddenly gone lambent. "Now why didn't I think of that? Would it inspire you to ravish me?

I'm not beautiful, Becca. Only women are." "On the contrary." She gave him a most tender look. "Angels are,too." He groaned and rolled her under him again. "I'm not an angel,either. Angels don't have carnal thoughts like these." He kissed her deeply.

Fancy finding you here," he said jauntily. Nothing about it was fanciful, and she suspected he might have followed her. Why else would he be there? "You've taken up knitting, have you?" she countered as she walked to the yarn section of the shop. "No,I've taken up finding you alone. Nice of you to accommodate me." His answer pleased her more than she could say, but she warned him, "I'm not alone." "For the moment you are.

Anthony to James about Jeremy : "Need I remind you this is a seventeen-year-old boy we're talking about?" "Need I remind you what you were like when you were seventeen?" James countered.

He wondered if her spy had stumbled upon his last night. When did he start thinking like his mother?