Quotes About Understanding

But you're smarter than even he thinks he is. She paused, thought that through. If you get me. Aren't we full of compliments tonight? I'll have to bang you against the wall more often.

He was hitting on you, however." "Reflex, not targeted." "Agreed, which is why he lives.

But sitting in her own home, with a real meal, and a man who not only listened but got it? She'd won life's trifecta.

She'd know. Ain't nobody more psychic than a wife.

And oddly, she realized, it wasn't small talk when it was with a friend. It was just . . . talk.

He lifted his glass, smiled over the rim at Eve. And when someone said his name, and he glanced toward them, Eve saw something come into his eyes, just a flash of it. A something she'd only seen when he looked at her. It was gone, shuttered down into polite pleasure. But it had been there. Very slowly, Eve tracked her gaze over, and saw her.

Damn it, Roarke, he's going to come back and poke at me, and try to make me drink one of his weird brews. I just need a hot shower. Let me up. Have a heart." "I do, and it's yours.

Whatever came before, whatever comes after, I know what love is because of you." He took her free hand. "Whatever came before, whatever comes after, it's you who've shown me love changes everything. Lifts everything. Gives everything.

That was another thing about partners, she decided. They knew what would make you laugh, often before you did.

Lust dazzles, sure, at least for the short term. But love clears the vision. You see better, sharper, because you feel more than you did before.

And you figure because the two of you don't rub smooth she'll let things slide? Her eyes, colored to match her hair were round and sad. That's jerk thinking, Sumerset. Dallas'll work till she drops to do right by you, and I figure you know it. If somebody came after you, she'd step between and take the hit, because that's who she is. I figure you know that, too.

But it happened to us. At first you ask why—why did this happen to us? Then you realize, and try to accept, there is no why." Lori leaned her head to Ira's shoulder. "An evil person does evil things. There is no why.

He just took her mouth again, spun her again--twice and toward the bed. She considered putting up a fight, for form's sake, but just wriggled back enough to scowl at him. I'm working. Not yet, and you're mostly naked. Such a fine look on you, one of my favorites. Then why is that closet full of clothes? Because being an understanding sort, I appreciate your insistence on being fully dressed in public.

Jeez. Okay, okay, sorry I jumped on you. I'm a little tense. Would you tell me, since you're so brave and strong and smart, how you know this is the source?

How do people know that stuff? Why do people know that stuff?" "Science," Peabody said. "You can't live without it.

When you love somebody, they've got to know who you are, even if you're not exactly who you were.

Love doesn't hang on conditions, but marriage bloody well hangs on compromise.

Things should make sense, and half the time they don't. Stuff that shouldn't make sense, half the time does.

That click between them had the potential, she knew, to reverberate through the rest of her life.

Roarke sipped, smiled. I believe Webster and I have a reasonable understanding. I can't fault him for being attracted to my wife, as I'm very attracted to her myself. And he knows that if he puts his hands on what's mine again, I'll break every bone in his body into small, jagged pieces. It works well for us.

Edward, they might know me. Some people

every day started off with sex and waffles, people would maybe be less inclined to kill each other.

And personally, I don't get murder. Why kill people when you can just ignore them?

Never in my life have I known anyone who has such a basic dislike of people, yet has such unstinting and bottomless compassion for them.