Quotes from Joey W. Hill

Tell him... You think it's kinder not to, but it isn't.

It was a tough night," Marcus said briefly, another humorless smile crossing his mouth. "But they got what they paid for." "Jesus," Thomas murmured. Marcus slanted a glance at him, and his green eyes were hard, brittle. "Don't think about it, pet. I don't. No one who lives it dwells on this fucking stuff. You just thank God or your own balls for getting yourself through it, pulling yourself up into something better. The day I see pity in your face, I want your fucking ass out of my life.

At one time, the first step in courtship was asking permission to write to the person who interested your affections,

There is nothing more powerful and frightening than choice. It's the field on which courage and love are tested.

Shadows gripped him at the thought. If Thomas changed his mind once Marcos got his grief and emotional shit under control, if he tried to withdraw again... Marcus knew he didn't have the energy left to fight him. After all the harrowing years when he never let himself entertain the notion, even in his darkest moment, Marcus now knew he would have a compelling reason to take his own life.

Your have a purity I've lost, pet. But in some ways, the important ones, you're not naive. You understand the darkness without ever having been in it.

I didn't expect to see you so soon." "I was told to go to hell. My connecting flight was delayed so I thought I'd drop in.

Angst is the indulgence of the middle class.

Christ, I'm so furious with you.

By my hand only. By my cock and mouth only, unless I command otherwise.

Can I get back to fucking your brains out now?" Thomas grinned. "You forget how to be a Master? Why are you asking?

It's the space between them where everything important is, where it appears nothing resides. It defines the people, the music.

He understood that she'd always believed herself cursed, his angel. That she lived on stolen time. That she deserved nothing..

Come back to your Master. He's going to fall apart without you in his life. Don't leave me, angel.

Fear crawled inside him. The anger that was so close to the surface ripped at him with rabid teeth, but he managed to rein back the reaction.

It was a humbling thought, to realize the weight of the world could not break him, but the loss of her could have.

I will bring you to utter stillness, because you will simply be mine. I will take your soul, chain it to me, and you will never fear anything again.

I know who I am, my lady, and what matters and what doesn't. I want to be with you. That's one of the real things that matter. That's worth everything else.

One day they'd be too old to do this, multiple climaxes in one night, having sex on a table, but it wouldn't matter. He'd enjoy her at every age, in whatever manner the gods allowed, even if it was just gazing at her in her rocking chair and loving the silver in her hair and the lines on her face that time had earned. As long as they were together, it wouldn't matter.

Lauren swallowed. "Lisette also told me... you weren't house-trained." He gave her a knowing look, but said only, "She had one out of two things right.

Ben had the face of a man who could murder someone in the middle of a crowd, and then talk his way out of it while cleaning the blood off the knife.

tired of orchestrating the whole damn world so it would work the way it should. She wanted to see if someone else could do it.

You could have at least let me adjust my towel," she said. He glanced down at her, and with her arm occupied in holding on, there was nothing she could do but endure the heated perusal. "Why would I want to do that?" he grinned.

You're floating on a cloud, about to explode like a star, scattering your light over the universe. I'll feel the beauty of it, but you are far above and beyond me. You're what I worship.