Quotes from Lorraine Heath

Would you rather leave?" "Absolutely not. I may be bloodied, but I can still carry a sword.

You can't imagine how much it hurts to be ignored by people… you respect. You don't know how loud the silence is or how deeply it cuts. It's bad enough watching the hatred touch my brothers. I'd rather die than see it touch you.

He was lying in bed with the woman he loved . . . a woman he couldn't make love to. He closed his eyes. More than any­thing in this world, he wanted this woman to be happy. He'd give her anything, do anything to make her happy. Even if it made his own life hell.

fortune was a fickle mistress.

Jake?" "Mmm?" "I like it when you spend the day thinking." He brought his head up, twinkling eyes and a mischie­vous grin gracing his countenance. "Reb, honey, that was just what I thought about this morning. Wait until I show you what I thought about this afternoon.

Because I would very much like to kiss you, Miss Darling, and unlike you, I'm not in the habit of taking what rightfully belongs to someone else.

I think your mother loves Leo." "I don't know if she loves him enough." "What would be enough?" "To give up on the promise of love from another.

I adore you, Frannie. You know that. I always have." She gave him the smile that had always warmed him, but it was not that threatened to bring him to his knees. He would kill to keep that smile on her face. But to keep Catherine smiling, he would willingly die. "But you love Catherine," Frannie said quietly.

You may not see it, but even the lowliest servant has value, purpose, worth. Everyone has a place and none of those places should be diminished.

You think the only battles fought are done so with rifles, and the only wounds that kill draw blood. You think courage is loud, boisterous, and proud. Mrs. Warner, I don't think you have a clue as to what this memorial truly represents." -Clay to Meg

There's no such thing as perfection, and even if there were, I think it'd be rather boring.

How could he give her so much, yet leave her so little.

He met Austin's gaze over the top of Faith's head. "I sure hope your baby is a boy." "Reckon we need to even things out a little, don't we?" Rawley gave him a brusque nod. "We men folk are sorely outnumbered." Austin laughed, remembering a time when that was exactly what Dallas had wanted: more women out in West Texas. -Austin and Rawley

I'll make some inquiries, but I won't do it for you. I'll do it because Frannie would want me to." "You love her, don't you?" "Go to hell." Jack laughed. "You're too late with that command, mate. I've been there since I was born.

They were bound together by the things they'd done. Things the nobility could never comprehend being desperate enough to do

Memories don't age

Dreams were the stepping stones to glory. By pursuing them, he had attained a level of success that exceeded most men's reach and acquired all that he had set out to gain: Land, cattle, and wealth beyond his highest expectations. Yet, desperation gnawed at him like a starving dog that had just discovered a buried bone, and as he gazed at the stars that blanketed the velvety sky, he felt as though he had achieved nothing.

He wanted to change her past, but even as he thought it, he realized it was her very past that had shaped her into a woman who fascinated him.

Fewer candles flickered. Fewer words were spoken. Fewer breaths were taken.

I was proud of you today, handling William Long the way you did." Her fingers stilled. "What did you think of him the first time you met him?" she asked quietly. "That he was the kind of man you should have married." "And now you don't think that anymore?" "Now, it doesn't matter. You're married to me." "I was the night you met him." Jake's eyes met and held hers in the moonlight. "No, you weren't. Not really." His arm tightened around her. "But you are now.

Her delicate brows drew together. "As a rancher, surely he knows how to ride a horse." "He can ride just fine. He took it into his head that he could break this rangy mustang, and it broke him instead." -Houston and Amelia

If you ever put yourself in harm's way like that again, I'll put you over my knee." "And do what?" she asked indignantly. He lifted his gaze to hers, and she saw the worry in his eyes, before he smiled. "Kiss your bare bottom.

You deserve better than a man who requires reforming.

Gloating with witnesses is so much more enjoyable.