Quotes About Devotion

I view everything in the context of Lord Krishna's will, and for me, it is fine if things go in my favour or against.

Mr. Valentine…" "Yes, ma'am?" "You do think he'll follow me, don't you?" "Only to the ends of the earth," he said gravely. That drew a smile from her, and she turned to climb into the carriage.

Matthew. I'm here. I'm yours. I want to do everything you've ever imagined doing with me.

Heath," she whispered, "you're all I want. No one else ... no one . . .

Just you,' Hardy said when he got his breath back. 'All I want is you.

How could it be late, when you're the sunrise? There's no morning sky or lark-song before you appear. No butterfly would dare unfold its wings. The day waits on you, my heart, just as the harvest waits the reaper.

Once again Matthew was taken unaware by the extent of the feelings she inspired in him, his own limitless desire to fill her with happiness. "Whatever you need," he whispered, "Whatever you want, I'll get it for you. Just tell me.

You're mad," he said in a low voice, "if you think I would leave you now. I'll see you safe and well no matter what it takes.

A lifetime with such a woman was not nearly enough.

There hasn't been any other woman," Heath said against her mouth, making her tremble. "There couldn't be. I'm too obsessed with my own wife. There's only one thing you can give me that no one else can . . . and heaven and hell be damned, I'll get it from you no matter how long I have to wait, no matter how hard I have to ride you. No, I'm not talking solely about my husbandly rights, although that would be a good place to start.

Pretend you're mine," he urged, his arms closing around her. "Just for a minute. Pretend there's never been anyone but me, that I'm the one you're promised to. Do it for me....I'll never ask again.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Lillian, my sweet love…you're safe now. I'll never let anything happen to you again. I swear it on my life. You're safe.

Kev loved her. Not in the way that novelists and poets described. Nothing so tame. He loved her beyond earth, heaven, or hell. Every moment out of her company was agony; every moment with her was the only peace he had ever known. Every touch of her hands left an imprint that ate down to his soul. He would have killed himself before admitting it to anyone. The truth was buried deep in his heart.

My love is upon you," he whispered…and she knew then that she had won.

Sebastian turn his cheek into the softness of her palm with a wordless murmur. Beautiful, sinful, tormented creature. Some would argue that it was wrong to care for such a man. But as Evie stared at his helpless form, she knew that no man would ever mean to her what he had... because in spite of everything, he had been willing to give his life for hers.

He said only two words. But they explained everything he was doing, and everything he intended to do. "You're mine.

There are items in the meat larder that are older than your relationship with Pandora. You can't expect eternal love and devotion from a woman after a mere two weeks' acquaintance." She had laughed affectionately at his disgruntled expression. "Oh, I forgot. You're Gabriel, Lord St. Vincent- of course you would expect that.

You're my woman, and no man or God or ghost will ever take you from me.

The first moment I saw you, I knew you were my share of the world. I've always loved you. If I could choose my fate, I'd never be parted from you. Acushla . . . pulse of my heart, breath of my soul . . . there's nothing on this earth more fair and fine than you. Your shadow on the ground is sunlight to me.

I have to leave," he whispered against her hair. "No, stay." Her face turned, her lips nuzzling the bare skin of his chest. "Stay all night. Stay forever." He smiled and kissed her temple. "I would. But somehow I think your family would take exception to my debauching you before we were properly betrothed." "I don't feel debauched." "I do," Matthew said. Daisy smiled. "I'd better marry you, then.

I would become anyone, anything for you. I would lie, steal, beg, kill for you. I'm not sorry for what I did in the past few months. My life would have been nothing without them.

I want you too badly, love. I want you the way dry earth soaks up rain. There may have been a time in my life when I could have seen you like this and still had some hope of self-control. Although I doubt it. I've never seen anything as beautiful as you.

At the first realization that Annabelle was ill, he had felt his chest turn painfully hollow, as if his heart had been seized for ransom. There had been no question in his mind that he would do whatever was necessary to make her safe and comfortable. And in the moments when Annabelle had struggled to breathe, staring at him with eyes bright with pain and fear, he would have done anything for her. Anything. -Simon's thoughts

You're all mine." His voice was deep and shaken. "Every hair on your head. Every part of you was made to be loved by me.