Quotes from Lisa Kleypas

I've never had any objection to appearing depraved or villainous. But I draw the line at looking like a prize idiot.

It was a kiss to level mountains and shake stars from the sky. It was a kiss to make angels faint and demons weep...a passionate, demanding, soul-searing kiss that nearly knocked the earth off its axis.

Dad," I said hesitantly, "I wish you could be there for me even when I'm doing the wrong thing. I wish you could love me even when I'm screwing up.

I need you for a lot of things, Hardy. A lifetime's worth of things.

Matthew wanted hours, days, weeks alone with her... he wanted all her thoughts and smiles and secrets. The freedom to lay his soul bare before her.

You're like someone from a fairy story written in a language I don't even know." "The prince, I hope." "No, you're the dragon, a beautiful wicked dragon.

Asking an eight-year-old girl if something is a little over-the-top is like asking a Texan if there are too many jalapenos in the salsa. The answer is always no." -Liberty Jones

I still don't get why I have to eat breakfast if you don't," Josie muttered. "Because you have to be a certain age to earn the right to ruin your own life.

A slow smile began on Gideon's face, and his blue eyes sparkled. With a shake of his head, he put his hand on his chest, as if the sight of her was more than his heart could bear.

Very well," Beatrix said reluctantly. "But I warn you, they may be resistant to the match." "I'm resistant to the match," Christopher informed her. "At least we'll have that in common.

But it was too late now. A lifetime too late. A million wishes too late.

Yes, but you need to learn your maths." "I don't need to, really. I already know how to count to a hundred. And I'm sure I'll never need ore than a hundred of anything.

Great men don't nessarily make good husbands.

What flaw could you possibly find in his appearance?" "His posture," Hannah muttered. "What about it?" "He slouches." "He's an American. They all slouch. The weight of their wallets drags them over.

Kiss me," she said urgently. Sam's eyes flickered with mild surprise. "Right now?" "Yes." "What kind of kiss?" "What do you mean, what kind of kiss? Just a regular kiss." "A friendly kiss, or a romantic kiss? Are we supposed to be going out together, or—" "Oh, for heaven's sake, " she exclaimed, and pulled his head down to hers.

Don't you dare send me away, you c-coward. Who else would love my freckles? Who else would care that my feet were cold? Who else would ravish me in the billiards room?

Babies were dangerous . . . they made you fall in love before you knew what was happening.

The problem with chasing after happiness was that it wasn't a destination you could reach. It was something that happened along the way.

I understood finally that the thing I should have feared most was not loss, but never loving. The price for safety was the regret I felt at this moment. And yet I would have to live with it for the rest of my life

I'll leave you here to finish your, er…conversation." As he withdrew from the room, however, it seemed that he couldn't keep from ducking his head back in and asking Marcus cryptically, "Once a week, did you say?" "Close the door behind you," Marcus said icily, and Hunt obeyed with a smothered sound that sounded suspiciously like laughter.

For God's sake, Marks, do you think anyone really wants a glance at those dried-up matchsticks you call legs?

You look like a little girl when you sleep," he murmured. "It makes me want to guard you every minute.

Believe me, when my 'personal endowments' are being discussed, I always pay attention." ~ Cam Rohan

I want you more than I've ever wanted anything on this earth." Sebastian took a shivering breath. "Tell me what I have to do to get you. Tell me what it will take for you to let me into your bed.