Quotes from Lisa Kleypas

Murmuring her name, he brought her hand to his face and nuzzled ardently into her palm, his lips brushing the warm circlet of her gold wedding band. 'My love is upon you,' he whispered... and she knew then that she had won.

His quiet certainty made the ground beneath my feet feel solid. Like someday everything might actually be okay.

In this life and the next, you're my only hope at happiness.

You know," I told him on our wedding night, "I'm just as much me when I'm with you, as I am without you." And because Hardy understood what I meant, he pulled me into his arms, against his heart.

I've won his heart, but it's like owning a house in which most of the doors are permanently locked. He wants to shield me from all unpleasantness. And it's not really marriage—not like the marriage you have with Cam—until he's willing to share the worst of himself as well as the best of himself.

One could pick apart love, examine every filament of attraction, and still it would never be fully explained. It simply was.

How old are you? Twelve?" "Fourteen & three quarters." His eyes sparkled. "You're kind of little for fourteen and three quarters." "Am not," I replied indignantly. "I'm a sophomore this year. How old are you?" "Seventeen and two fifths." Hardy Cateses & Liberty Jones.

The right words can bind someone more effectively than chains.

She had never experienced the pain of unsatisfied desire before. It hurt. It hurt like nothing she'd ever felt, and there seemed to be no remedy.

The first time you went out, you became mixed up with a group of radical political terrorists." "That could have happened to anyone!

If the hero hasn't turned up, you may have to settle for the villain." "If the villain's the one who turns up, he is the hero.

My God. I love you so much that I'm drowning in it. I can't defend against it.

A woman could do that to you - reach that place in your soul where the best and worst of you was kept. And once she was there, she owned that place and never left.

You were never one to moon over handsome boys, or talk about balls and parties, or dream about your future husband." "That was because of Merripen," Win admitted. "He was all I ever wanted.

Evie picked up the smallest of the rings and tried it on the fourth finger of her left hand. It fit perfectly. Raising it closer to her face, she examined the design. It was the simplest of all the rings, a polished gold band engraved with the words Tha Gad Agam Ort. "What does this mean?" she asked MacPhee. "It says, 'My love is upon ye.

Take too much time, and time will take you.

Although Annabelle couldn't see his face, she heard the note of quiet warning in his voice as he spoke to Westcliff. "We'll continue our discussion later. Right now I intend to escort Miss Peyton to her room." "That is not a wise idea, in my opinion," the earl said. "I'm glad I didn't ask for it, then," Simon returned pleasantly.

And there's one more thing to be aware of " Cam said with a wintry softness that disguised all hint of feeling. "If you succeed in marrying her we're not losing a sister. You're gaining an entire family—who will protect her at any cost.

I never take advice, good or bad. That would only encourage more of it.

It was insane to let a creature so perfectly beautiful and artlessly spirited and vulnerable as his wife venture out into a world that could crush her with casual unconcern, and he had no choice but to allow it. But he had no illusions about ever being comfortable with it. For the rest of his life, he would feel a stab of dread every time she walked out the door, leaving him there with his heart wide open.

Why is life so difficult for some people and not for others? Why do some people have to struggle so much?

There are young women who have goals other than finding a husband.

I suppose when you say you slept with him, it was more than just a nap?" Lillian shot her a withering glance. "Daisy, don't be a pea wit.

He took his mouth from hers and stared down at her with eyes so dark they no longer looked blue. "Amanda, do you trust me?" "Of course not," she said. "I don't know the first thing about you." Laughter rustled from his chest. "Sensible woman.