Quotes from Lorraine Heath

I don't trust good fortune that comes so easily. There is always a price to be paid, Frannie. Always." He gave her a cocky grin. "I want to know the price before I have to pay it.

Wait here, Miz Meg, and we'll holler when we're undressed and under the covers. We know it don't bother you seein' our backsides since you're a widow and all, but it'd sure bother us… even though you've seen "em before. We kinda like to keep 'em to ourselves

She thought her world had stopped falling apart, but she was wrong. It had simply become isolated, her focus narrowed to struggling not to continually grieve for all that had been irrevocably lost

But in the moonlight they were little more than silhouettes. A reflection of her life. A mere shadow of what she'd expected it to be.

Nature could be both wondrous and cruel, creating immense beauty and then offsetting it with ugliness.

Dr. Freeman said she couldn't have children. Christ, I'll never touch her again." "You'll touch her," Houston said. Dallas looked up, determination etched deeply in the lines of his face. "No, I won't." "Yes, you will. One night, she'll curl up against you, all innocent-like—" Compassion, understanding, and a wealth of sympathy filled Houston's gaze. "You'll touch her.

Honeysuckle. She smelled of honeysuckle. He thought about her pert little nose. He'd wanted to smile every time she tilted it to demonstrate her disdain toward him. If her obvious hatred for him hadn't been so great, hadn't hurt so badly, he might have smiled.

He picked up his knife and started carving again. He concentrated on the lines and planes of the wood to keep his mind from wandering too far into the past. He had his own wounds that refused to heal.

It hurts to cry," she said, her voice raspy. "It hurts worse not to." "Did you cry?" "For four days straight." "Is that how long it took you to bury them?" "Yes, ma'am," he said in a voice that sounded like stone grating against stone.

She wondered if any of them had truly understood the cost of what they were asking of each other.

words on paper are not the same as blood on hands.

I understand why you did what you did. Perhaps a part of me even admires you for it. But I can't forgive you for it.

She'd been a silly girl then, full of childish dreams. Sometimes she missed that young girl.

He'd built a wall around his heart to protect it, and she was slowly brick by brick, smile by smile, laugh by laugh, kindness by kindness, tearing it down. Tomorrow he'd refortify it. Tonight he simply wanted the haven she could provide.

Brittles stood at attention until Jack looked at him, then he bowed slightly. "I'm sorry to disturb you, sir, but an Inspector Swindler from Scotland Yard wishes to speak with you. Are you home?" "Of course, I'm home, man. I'm sitting right here.

If I have learned one thing in my life, it is that lamentation and regrets only make things worse. A person must move on, move forward but never forget the past, but learn from it. If you ponder the 'if onlys' of life, they will drive you mad.

I don't think it's as bad as all that." Bill pressed against the duke's chest and Greystone sucked in air through his clenched teeth. "Did that hurt, Your Grace?" The duke glared at him. "Yes, I suppose it did. Silly of me to ask.

I felt the need to be rebellious. A woman should have a moment in her life when she's rebellious, don't you think?

She planted her hands on her hips. "Which twin are you?" He studied the ground for a moment, then peered up at her, suspicion showing clearly in his brown eyes. "Joe." "Well, Josh, are you alone out here?" "I said I was Joe." "And I think you're afraid I'm going to tell how you frightened me so you gave me your brother's name.

In my world travels, I saw a good many varieties of butterflies. They're incredibly delicate creatures, but they shouldn't be underestimated. Observing them as I did, I learned a valuable lesson. Sometimes if you surround a butterfly too closely, it couldn't fly if it wanted to.

But life was precarious and opportunities were never guaranteed.

Rebecca tilted her face up to Jake and she felt his lips brushing lightly against hers. Then his lips were beside her ear, whispering, "A lifetime of happiness, Reb, I promise.

Her eyes shot up to his, expressing gratitude. He ignored the pain her obvious relief brought him.

I appreciate all the trouble you went to in order to ensure my survival." "Purely selfish, I assure you." "Because you need me to oversee your household?" "Because I need you to marry. Men tend to frown at the notion of marrying someone who isn't breathing.