All Quotes By Tag: Romance

“Kevin had been born to make love to a man, the same way I had.”

“The problem with romance is the occlusion. The tunnel vision, drawing your every gaze downstream, into those other eyes, the flotsam of your better self, your clearer self, along for the ride. It doesn’t matter what secrets swirl and bob in the waters beneath you, as you float toward that lady at Delphi, who, you imagined, reading Mythology, must have been beautiful. It doesn’t matter that Charybdis, with no body, with no form, with only a mouth-as-being, couldn’t have been evil, because she lacked the brain for it. It doesn’t matter that following the logical course of events, the natural course, always disadvantages someone else, because love, after all, is simply a competition for resources, made infinitely complex and unknowable when squared and cubed and raised to every other emotional exponent – and then layered with sex and society and a bad memory for what those resources were in the first place.”

“He looked at her, smiling. Her heart—which had been beating pretty rapidly all evening, increased in pace. His hair was ruffled and he had a scattering of sand on his arms. He was gorgeous. And he was looking at her as if she were covered in maple syrup and he wanted to lick it off. She couldn’t believe her luck.”

“With that, I took a deep breath and leapt; spreading my arms, pretending I could fly . . .”

“My Dearest Breena, They will remember us. Long after these wars have been mourned and then forgotten long after Summer and Winter fairies lay aside their rancor for one another and forget that they have ever tasted hatred they will remember – Summer fairies and Winter too – of a fairy king who loved his queen. – Prince Kian”

“My desire, my sincere and heartfelt desire is to rip that surprisingly sheer garment from your body, toss you onto that bed, and indeed ravish you from head to toe. I wish to make love to you until you are too exhausted to do so much as stand without support. Until you call out my name in your dreams and reach for me in your sleep. Until you can think of no one and nothing beyond the touch of my hand, the caress of my lips.”

“My heart, for unknown reasons, seems to freeze in motion in my chest. I can see he senses it and he holds his pause to enjoy my suffering, prolonging my ignorance. “Viktor, what?”

“At the sound of my name, those two worlds on either side of me collide, and my lips meet his. Time ceases to exist, and so, apparently does any logic that my mind is hanging on to. Logic would say that this is insane; every other fibre of my being says it’s right.”

“There ought to be a law that allows eavesdroppers to sue.”

“Hope is the easiest thing that turn into dust.”

“You don’t lose a partner you’ve been with for 30-odd years and just wake up one day with a smile.”

“Te aseguro que no soy de las que quieren a medias. Mis sentimientos siempre son profundos y arraigados”…”

“True vice, my lady, would frighten us all, if it did not wear the mask of virtue. (p.56)”

“But as Ana pulled away on a west-bound highway with a werewolf riding shotgun and her thirst for blood calling yet again, she had this thought: Maybe a Misfit could never be normal, no matter how badly it wanted to.”

“Sneezeweed, Drew?”He grinned. “Jealous?””Surprised.””Remind me, and I’ll have a talk with Gerald. Give him a few tips.””Promise?””Absolutely.”