Quotes from Susan Elizabeth Phillips

Don't touch me like that. Don't touch me anywhere. Touch me everywhere.

In case you start to wonder … You're a great guy and a halfway decent lover, but no way would I ever kill myself over you." "Comforting." "Or lose even a minute's sleep." "Vaguely insulting, but … thanks for the clarity." "This is the way sane woman behave. Tuck that away for future reference." "I'll be sure to do that.

She loved him. There it was. The thing she'd vowed would never happen. She loved Theo Harp. Not just his body or his face. Not just for sex or companionship. Definitely not for his money. She loved him for who he was. For his beautiful, tortured, kind soul.

Si alguien te dice que estás muy guapo cuando te enfadas, miente.

The love radiating from Mariah's face, her hand curled protectively across her belly, all of it so tender. These sketches were Annie's true legacy. They were concrete evidence that Annie had been created in love. Maybe that's what her mother had wanted her to see.

Dear Theo, I've moved into town for a few days to, among other things, adjust to the depressing (boo hoo) prospect of no longer having mind-blowing sex with you. I'm sure you can find me if you try hard enough, but I have stuff to do, and I'm asking you to leave me the hell alone. Be a pal, okay? I'll handle the Witches of Peregrine Island, so stay away from them. A.

Time doesn't change a person's basic character.

I want a life with you, Annie. I want to make love with you until you can't walk. And have kids with you. I'm sorry it took me so long to figure out, but I'm not exactly used to having love feel good. He poked his finger in the rough direction of her face. "You talked about being a romantic. Romance is nothing! It's a tiny word that doesn't come close to what I feel for you.

Eventually Theo would pick up their daughter, kiss the top of her head, and carry her to an old spruce stump. He'd crouch down, gather up the beach glass that was still scattered there, and whisper in her ear. "Let's build a fairy house.

Sometimes the best part of loving somebody is loving them even though they've hurt you. Listen to me, Joel. Any fool can love somebody who's perfect, somebody who does everything right. But that doesn't stretch your soul. Your soul only gets stretched when you can still love somebody after they've hurt you.

She was voluptuous, full-blown, past her prime, and he'd never wanted a woman more.

She saw a world so terrified of Woman's mystical power that nothing would do but to obliterate the very source of that power—the natural shape of her body.

No siempre llega antes quien más corre.

No puedo resistirme a ti —dijo Alex con suavidad—. ¿Lo sabes, no? Y ya me he cansado de fingir lo contrario —adoptó una expresión de profunda preocupación—. Pero no te amo, Daisy, y no puedes hacerte una idea de cuánto lo siento, porque si tuviera que amar a alguien, sería a ti.

Seguro que hiciste un pacto con el diablo: le diste el alma a cambio de saber cocinar.-Y de poder ver a través de la ropa de las mujeres -añadió Theo a la vez que dejaba caer una pinza vacía en el bol para los restos del caparazón.

You come from a long line of homely women, Gracie Snow. Accept the fact that you'll never be pretty and you'll be a lot happie

You come from a long line of homely women, Gracie Snow. Accept the fact that you'll never be pretty and you'll be a lot happier

Y tampoco nada de consoladores -dijo-, aun que se lo mucho que deseas uno. Lo cual no es ninguna sorpresa, ya que... -¿Quieres dejarlo de lado de una vez? -De lado...Encima...Debajo... -Bram le acaricio la curvatura del labio superior -. Dentro... una ráfaga de calor recorrió el cuerpo de Georgie. Estaba a punto de derretirse.

Lucy stiffened. As annoyed as she was with Toby, she didn't appreciate hearing him addressed as "boy." Either Big Mike didn't know or didn't care how offensive that appellation was to African American males, regardless of their age. If her brother, Andre, had been around, Big Mike would have gotten a big lesson in racial sensitivity.

Phoebe regarded Kevin with eyes as chilly as a Lions uniform in the middle of a losing Detroit November.

If you're not familiar with the Internet, I suggest you look into it. It's a wonderful thing. Except for all that porno.

If only she were one of those sublimely mysterious women who could control a man with the flicker of an eyelash or a single smoldering glance.

Your body, Lilly… don't you see? This is the body that gave birth to the human race." His words ran counter to everything that the world she lived in preached. Diets. Denial. An obsession with female bone instead of female flesh. The culture of youth and thinness. Of stinginess. Of disfigurement. Of fear.

Tú me dices que te gusta mi cuerpo, ¿y qué hago yo? Te doy las gracias. Luego te digo que me gusta el tuyo, ¿y qué escucho? Una larga lista de quejas.