Quotes from Lisa Kleypas

Sometimes the closest-held secrets in the world can be pried out by the right question at the right time.

Hardy Cates," I said, coming into the room, "you behave, or I'll step on your tube." The nurse seemed taken aback by my unsympathetic bedside manner. But Hardy's gaze met mine in a moment of bright, hot voltage, and he relaxed, reassured in a way that cooing sympathy could never have done. "That only works if it's a breathing tube," he told me.

As she watched while Gabriel sorted through the medicine spoons, she decided to take the bull by the horns. "You probably already know this," she said bluntly, "but I love you. In fact, I love you so much that I don't mind your monotonous handsomeness, your prejudice against certain root vegetables, or your strange preoccupation with spoon-feeding me. I'm never going to obey you. But I'm always going to love you." The

You might loosen your corset strings," he advised. "It will make your journey more pleasant." "I'm not wearing a c-corset," she said without looking at him. "You aren't? My God." His gaze slid over her with expert assessment.

Hunt looked like a man who had visited many woman's beds and knew exactly what to do in them.

Thunderstorms and rainbows wrapped together in a convenient pocket-sized parcel.

Once he had taken hold, he did not let go. It was not a handshake, it was a possession.

What does your gut tell you?" "My gut and I aren't currently speaking to each other

Did you fall in love with her?" "I care about her. A lot." "You're not supposed to marry someone if you don't fall in love with her." "Well, love is a choice, too." Holly shook her head. "I think it's something that happens to you." Mark smiled into her small, earnest face. "Maybe it's both," he said, and tucked her in.

Easy, Marks,' he whispered. 'One of us has to have some self-control, and it really should be you.

She was everything he'd ever wanted, beauty and fire arching against his despoiling hands.

It was a good hald minute before I looked over at Todd. his eyes were slightly foggy, like he was waking up- reluctantly- from a lascivious dream. "I didn't know they still made them like that," he said.... "Cool, tough, retro-manly. The kind who only cries if someone just ran over their dog. The big chested guy we can indulge our pathetic Daddy complexes with.

I guess I thought the strength of my wanting would be enough to make him appear.

The audience falls in love with a leading man because he'll never belong to any of them.

He was so far from the gallant knights in her romantic fantasies...He was tarnished, scarred, imperfect.

Alors , he is a virile man, she is a beautiful woman . . . why are they not making salad together?

I've heard that hat making drives people mad," Pandora remarked. "Which I don't understand, because it doesn't seem tedious enough to do that." "It isn't the job that drives them mad," West said. "It's the mercury solution they use to smooth the felt. After repeated exposure, it addles the brain. Hence the term 'mad as a hatter.

Our gazes met. It seemed an entire conversation took place in that one glance. Each of us saw what we needed to know.

I didn't expect it was going to be easy. But hard work is a lot easier to tolerate when it's something you want to do instead of something you have no choice about.

Helen likes Brussels sprouts. How can anyone trust her opinion?

Here's your hat, and by the way, I'm a virgin

Maybe he's not college-smart, but he's smart in a way they can't teach.

Do you think I should stay away from him?" I asked in a scratchy voice. Todd took a long time to answer. "My advice is, if you're inclined in that direction, go with your eyes open. It's okay to let someone play you, Haven, as long as you know what's going on.

Because you need me," he said, drawing in his breath as she squirmed against him. "Just as I need you." He crushed his mouth to hers. "I've needed you for years." Another kiss, this one deep and drugging, his tongue searching her intimately