Quotes About Love

It's one thing to spend an afternoon in bed with me," Christopher said darkly. "It's another to experience day-to-day life with a lunatic." "I know all about living with lunatics. I'm a Hathaway.

You have to keep taking chances on the wrong people till you find the right one.

you don't believe in marriage ..." " I changed my mind. I figured out the flaw in my reasoning. I told you it was more romantic not to get married, because then you just stay with each other for the good times. But I was wrong. It only means something when you stay during the bad times. For better or worse.

He forced himself to face the truth. The fact was, Amelia was his, whether he stayed or left, whether they walked the same path or not. They could live on opposite sides of the world, and she would still be his. The Roma half of him had seen that from the beginning. And it was that side of himself he would listen to.

I don't believe in love," he said. "It's a sugar-coated pill—the first taste is tolerable enough, but you quickly reach the bitter layers beneath.

Do as you please. But when you're with Rohan or any other man, you had better keep in mind that you belong completely to me.

Americans and romance. It's like watching a bird try to fly with one wing.

Somehow, even with all the roadblocks and detours and one-way streets, Mark managed to find his way to Maggie.

Do you have a distaste for the Irish?" Jack asked, staring steadily into her eyes. "Oh, no," she said dazedly. "I was just thinking... that must be why your hair is so black and your eyes so blue." "A chuisle mo chroi," he murmured, stroking the curls back from her round face. "What does that mean?" "Someday. I'll tell you. Someday.

But you're not the marrying kind," she managed to say weakly. He touched her ear, his fingertip tracing the fragile outer curve. "I've discovered that I am when it comes to you.

Blood is no' what binds a family. Love is.

I wouldn't count on much adventuring if I were you. I'm going to look after you and keep you safe." She glanced at him over the rim of the cup, her eyes smiling. "What I meant was, you are the adventure.

You're not like any man I've ever known," she said. "You're not even someone I could have dreamed. You're like someone from a fairy story written in a language I don't even know." "The prince, I hope." "No, you're the dragon, a beautiful wicked dragon." Her voice turned wistful. "How could anyone have a normal everyday life with you?

He cradled my face in his hands and smiled into my streaming eyes. "Because I know you, Liberty Jones. Don't cry, sweetheart, you're killing me." "I'll make it up to you, I swear—" "Shut up," Gage said tenderly, and kissed me with a blistering heat that made my knees buckle.

His head bent to hers as they walked. "Is everything all right, sweet?" "Yes. I..." She paused, smiled, and said lamely, "I just wanted to see you." Stopping with her behind a column, Sebastian ducked his head to steal a kiss. He looked down at her, his eyes sparkling. "Shall we go play a game of billiards?" he whispered, and laughed huskily as she blushed.

What about the other guy?" My eyes half closed as I felt the heel of his hand brush the side of my breast. "He's the past," I managed to say. "You're the future." "Damn right I am.

The part of me that loves money and wants to stay out of prison thinks it's a splendid idea." "We wouldn't face prison. Only bankruptcy." "A fate worse than debt," West quipped.

What are you thinking?" he asked. "I was just reflecting on how fortunate I am. Even though I only had Amberley for a short time, at least I know that once I was truly loved." His fingers touched the edge of her jaw, stroking delicately. The gentle caress made Livia's heart throb violently. He held her gaze deliberately, his fingertips playing on her skin until he found the tender hollow behind her earlobe. "Anyone would love you.

Querías amor. Ahora lo tienes. Te quiero lo suficiente, mi amor es tan grande como el de una docena de personas. Tal vez haya algo que no estaría dispuesto a hacer por ti, alguna regla o ley que no quebrantaría, pero que me aspen si se me ocurre cuál podría ser.

When my wrinkles appear," Kathleen said ruefully, "those two will have caused most of them." "That day will be a long time coming." Looking down at her, Devon cupped her face with his hands. "But when it does, you'll be even more beautiful.

You are my idea of perfection, Beatrix Heloise.

You are everything that's ever been my favorite thing," she wanted to tell him. "You are my love song, my birthday cake, the sound of ocean waves and French words and a baby's laugh. You're a snow angel, crème brulée, a kaleidoscope filled with glitter. I love you and you'll never catch up, because I've gotten a head start and my heart is racing at light speed." Someday

After a long moment, he heard his mother say ruefully, "Sometimes I miss the days when I could solve any of my children's problems with a nap and a biscuit.

Every time she enters the room, we can all hear your heart beating." West felt his color heighten. "Bugger off.