Quotes from Sherry Thomas

Perhaps unrequited love was like a specter in the house, a presence that brushed at the edge of senses, a heat in the dark, a shadow under the sun.

Life had its way of beating humbleness into a man.

He felt as if he stood at the very top of a high cliff. Take a step back and all was safe and familiar. But going forward required a singular leap of faith—and he was a man of little faith, particularly when it came to himself. But he wanted her to look at him again as if he were full of possibilities. As if they were full of possibilities.

He was a god above her, powerful, beautiful, larger than life. The light brought out the latent gold of his hair. The shadows contoured the perfect form of his body. Light and shadows converged in his eyes, bright lust, dark anger, and something else. Something else entirely. She recognized it because she'd seen it in the mirror so many times: a bleak, austere loneliness.

We are all going to die soon. Do you really wish to waste time being angry at me?" "Yes. I remain an unrepentant optimist. If i see that I am about to die, or you, I will forgive you. But not until then, you bastard.

A woman who has nothing left to lose can prove dangerous.

How ironic that when they'd been married, she'd never thought of growing old with him. Yet now, years after the annulment, she should think of it with the yearning of an exile, for the homeland that had long ago evicted her.

Trust ran both ways. How could he ask her to trust him when he hardly trusted her? He would trust her, in her love, in her strength, in her decency and fortitude. And when the time came, he would find the strength in himself.

I beg you to exercise wisdom and restraint and remember that not all opportunities are created equal. Some are nothing but steps leading down toward catastrophe.

Perhaps you forgave him too much, but who among us would not wish to be so generously loved and generously forgiven?

Or perhaps I've already despaired - and decided that while despair is fine as an occasional indulgence, it can't be served three times a day.

So . . . I don't trust you and you don't understand me." He laughed despite himself. "No wonder we get along so well.

the hero is a secret agent? Well, who gives a crap about the rest of his case once he has met the heroine. Time for moody angst!

She touched him, placing her hand over his curled fingers, straightening them so that they were palm to palm, then she interlaced her fingers with his. Her fingertips were icy. A silent, dangerous thrill coursed through him. He wanted to pull her atop him and show her what awaited a foolish young woman who slipped into a man's bedroom in the dead of the night after having devoured him all evening with those dark, intense eyes of hers, setting his blood to simmer over three long hours.

That the loss of a man, even if he had been the love of her life, was not the end of a woman's existence.

I love you. I will love you until the end of the world.

You might be surprised at the strength of the fragile. And for some people it is ordinary life that is most challenging, not so much the extraordinary.

Some hopes were weeds, easy to eradicate with a yank and a pull. Some, however, were vines, fast growing, tenacious, and impossible to clear. As she played the music box again, alone in the drawing room, she began to realize that hers were of the latter kind. She would never stop hoping.

I love everything about her, including her talent for breaking my heart.

Sometimes people change, said a voice inside him. And sometimes they don't.

Wintervale, by being so open, trusting, and artless his entire life, had made his more cynical friends hang on to their secrets. And in doing so, they had preserved themselves from the Bane.

Her jaw dropped. She grabbed him by the shoulders. "I think I have formed an attachment to you. You know, what the English call a desire to have symphonic concerts with someone at all hours of the day?" He smiled. "And I love you too, darling." -Lizzy and Will

God gives us only one life. But with good books, we can live a hundred, even a thousand lives in the time we are allotted on this earth.

when gentlemen stare at my bosom, they don't hear a word I say. I strongly believe that if trees sprouted breasts tomorrow, they would soon be wearing wedding rings.