Quotes About Decision

Catherine went still. Her eyes closed against a sudden wet sting. 'Did you accept her proposal?' Leo nuzzled tenderly into the hollow beneath her ear. 'Of course not, pea-goose.

If I never have anything from him except this one moment I am going to take it. Take it now, or drown in regret later.

Hardy's either done the wrong thing for the wrong reason . . . " Another big swallow. "Or the wrong thing for the right reason.

Logan: I don't care who you are or what you've done. Just tell me why you want to leave. Are you in love with this other man? Maddy: Oh, no. It's not that, it's... I promised God that I would go back home if you got well again. Logan: That's not my idea of a good bargain, sweet. Besides, I wasn't consulted.

I don't know if I'm ready,' Poppy protested. 'Why must I do it so soon? There's no time limit for forgiveness, is there?' 'Sometimes there is.

I do respect your j-j--" She stopped and shook her head impatiently at the sound of her own stammer. "My husband has the right to make the decision for himself." Sebastian curled his fingers into the folds of her skirts. The stammer was a clear sign of her inner anxiety, but she would not yield. She would stand by him. He sighed unsteadily and relaxed, feeling as if his tarnished soul had been delivered into her keeping.

Colibrí —susurró él—. Será mejor que se vaya. Si no lo hace, terminaré comprometiéndola de un modo como nunca creí posible.

I don't want you to change your life for me. You'll have to make the same decision every day, over and over—it must be for yourself alone. Otherwise you will come to resent me.

Breakfast," he muttered. "And I wouldnt care to make you choose between lovingmaking or a hot meal, as the answer would likely be unflattering. Put on your gown, while I got to the door.

Why offer to marry me when you might have me as your mistress?" He nuzzled her throat gently. "Because I realized during the past few days that I can't leave doubt in anyone's mind about to whom you belong. Especially not yours.

Before I make any decisions, I would like to talk with Harry." "Of course." A smile played on his lips. "He married my sister, now I want to marry his. If he objects, I'll tell him that it's a fair trade.

Now the line was drawn. Lucy had never thought that one of the fiercest battles of her life would be fought over a breakfast table, with quiet words carefully chosen.

With one behind, you cannot sit on two horses.

I'll come to an agreement with Severin as quickly as possible. It would be easier if he left negotiations to his director, but for some reason he's decided to handle it himself." "As we both know, Severin loves nothing more than to argue with his friends." "Which explains why he doesn't have more of them.

There's very little in life that doesn't require a compromise of one kind or another. No matter what you choose, it won't be perfect.

She tensed as she felt a gentle arm curve behind her shoulders. It was the duchess, her blue eyes radiant with kindness and a hint of concern, as if she understood how frightening it was to have made the most important decision of her life based on a few days' acquaintance. But there was no way this woman would understand what it was like to face the prospect of marrying a virtual stranger.

Maybe he should marry. At the age of thirty-one, it was high time to take a wife and sire children. There were dozens of eligible young women here, all blue-blooded and well-bred. Marrying one of them would help to advance him socially. He considered the Ravenel sisters. The oldest, Helen, had married Rhys Winterborne, and Lady Pandora had married Lord St. Vincent this morning. But there was one sister left . . . Pandora's twin, Cassandra.

You need to tell me the truth," Griff said. "I'm starting to feel like a puppet in my own life." "I had to get an abortion. The next day," Luna said.

Either way, you should get out of that house." "I did. I'm at the Sleep Chalet on Route 9." "Sounds swanky." "If the swank were onomatopoeic, then it would be," Luna said.

Doubt was a luxury, according to her mother, and it was always better to act, however unsure you might be.

No more. There is no in between.

Your staying or leaving doesn't impact the premise of your demand, which seems to be that I have no control over myself. That's wrong. I decide who destroys me, not you, Mark Compton.

So you think long and hard about what you see here today, and where you're headed. But if you run, run fast. Because I'm going to come after you. That's just the kind of bastard I can't seem to help being

One reckless note can change everything.