All Quotes By Tag: Romance

“I’d love nothing more than to study the ink covering him from the waist up, tracing the lines and shapes with my fingers and tongue.”

“His fingers unhooked from hers, following that same path up her arm, and then back down it again. The feeling was so distracting, so good, so sweet against her clammy skin. She didn’t choose a piece from her repertoire; Etta gave herself over to the notes that started streaming through her mind, rising from somewhere deep inside of her.The melody of her heart had no name; it was quick, and light. It rolled with the waves, falling as the breath left his chest, rising as he inhaled. It was the rain sliding down the glass; the fog spreading its fingers over the water. The creaking of a ship’s great body. The secrets whispered by the wind, and the unseen life that moved below. It was the flame against the candle.Nicholas’s arm was a map of hard muscles and delicate sinews, heartbreakingly perfect. She wondered if he could hear her humming the piece against his skin over the droning roars overhead. Maybe. His free hand skimmed up her skin, leaving a trail of sparks in its wake.With the world blacked out around them, she could catalog all over her senses, capture this moment in the warm darkness forever. He brushed back the loose hair across her forehead, cheek, the corner of her lips, her jaw, and she knew it had to be the same for him, that they’d never been so aware of another person in their entire lives.She released his arm, and he drew it up around her, guiding both of them down so they were on their sides, their heads cushioned by the bag, his jacket drawn over them. Etta understood that here, in the darkness, they’d found a place beyond rules; a place that hung somewhere between the past and the future. This was a single moment of possibility. The clattering of the attack from above faded as he rested his forehead against hers, his thumb lightly stroking a bruise on her cheek. She traced his face – the straight nose, the high, proud cheekbones, the full curve of his lips. His hand caught her there, taking it in his own; he pressed a hard, almost despairing kiss to it. But when she tilted her face up, half – desperate with longing, her blood racing, Nicholas pulled back; and although Etta could feel him beside her, his heart pounding, his ragged breath, it was as if he had disappeared into the thundering dark.”

“I realized that I was with my mate, the one person I’m supposed to be with for the rest of my life. And I realized that he saw the darkness in my beauty, and I see the beauty in his darkness.”

“August’s heart seized. He didn’t … know he could have this.Jack kissed him so carefully that August thought he would fall to pieces. Kissed him with the weight of knowing the price of risk. Then he gazed back at August like his heart was already breaking.”

“The love we have can’t die. If you ever think I’m not there, just be still and you’ll feel my presence. I’ll be beating with your heart.”

“With the long hours of daylight in the Alaska summers, the gardens served up a cornucopia of amazing and extra-large produce.”

“Mouth curving in a slow smile, he crouched and studied her appearance. “Hmm, you look too neat and composed. Boris won’t buy it.”She lifted her chin. “What am I supposed to look like?”“Like I’ve had my hands all over you,” he purred with a wicked grin. “I have a reputation to maintain, Lady Griffin.”She raised an eyebrow. “Are you trying to say you’re actually proud of this reputation?”“Let’s just say it’s well-deserved.”

“Trust him but keep your eyes open.”

“In fondo, conta soltanto che siamo tutti Poeti!”

“Remember, good things come to those who wait.”

“I see an evening sky strewn with diamonds and glass.”

“Ettie knew the best thing to do would be to put some distance between her and Daire. Being so close to him was making her feel… all sorts of wanton, lustful things.”

“Tutti cercano, ma solo in pochi trovano. In fondo, siamo sempre alla ricerca di qualcosa che non sappiamo cosa sia. Poi per caso, un giorno, accade qualcosa di speciale. Così troviamo una strada mai percorsa, e la seguiamo convinti di trovarvi una fine. C’è chi si perde e chi invece arriva fino in fondo. Molti nemmeno si accorgono che il bello è proprio il viaggio e non la meta. Solo così alcuni riescono a capire ciò che cercano. Solo così alcuni riescono a trovare ciò che cercano. La vita sorprende sempre. Così ebbe inizio.”

“La fantasia è importante nella vita, soprattutto nelle nostre vite, Eugenio. Cosa sarebbero tutti questi libri se non avessimo la fantasia per poter immaginare i personaggi che li compongono? Leggeremmo parole, non vivremmo emozioni. E nella vita le emozioni sono importanti, fondamentali. E no n vale solo con i libri. Se guardassimo il mondo con meno razionalità e meno cinismo, ci godremmo l’unica vera cosa che vale la pena di vivere: le emozioni.”

“Mizuki non riuscì a non pensarci: due persone, per quanto lontane nello spazio e nel tempo, possono riuscire a smettere di pensare l’uno all’altra?”