Shut up, shut up, she ordered herself, but nerves overwhelmed her. “You have a wonderful operation. Meara showed me around. And you’re right. Alastar has spirit, and a strong will, but he’s not mean. Not innately. He’s just mad and unsettled, finding himself in a strange place, with people and horses he’s not used to. Now he has something to prove, especially to Boyle.
Why do people always think being lovers shouldn’t be complicated?
A thousand and a thousand times.
Love’s a gift, Hayley, to be taken and received freely.
I’d have taken anything you’d given. I’d have wrapped my own gauzy layers around it and convinced myself that it was right. But it would never have been right. I can’t be happy, not really down-to-the-bone happy, with less than I need. And if I’m not happy, I can’t make someone else happy.
Most of all she wanted to feel – strong, ripping emotions, towering joys, vivid excitement.
Why would you apologize for what you read for pleasure? Just think of the illiteracy rate. Every book read for pleasure should be celebrated. And novels that celebrate love, commitment, relationships, making relationships work, why isn’t that something to be respected?
The story was told, generation by generation, in song and in story, until time misted it into myth and legend. But some believed, as legends brought comfort.
The woman’s managed what hasn’t been done in thirty-one years. She’s broke my god dawn nose.
It doesn’t matter. That’s the point. It doesn’t matter that my mother is my mother, or that things don’t always work exactly the way you thought they should. Moments matter. I know that better than anyone, but I never let it apply to me. Not to me. People matter, how they feel, how they connect, who they are alone and together. All that matters, no matter how quickly the moment passes. Maybe because it passes. What matters is you’re the blue butterfly.
I won’t argue. It’s different for everyone, isn’t it? Love, magick, and how we see and deal. And in each, the choices we make.
To improve is to change; To be perfect is to change often. – WINSTON CHURCHILL.
From this nice, safe distance, I’ve realized I actually like my family.
The other two of her three kids stood on the covered front porch, tails wagging, feet dancing. One of the best things about dogs, to Fiona’s mind, was their absolute joy in welcoming you home, whether you’d been gone for five minutes or five days. There lay unconditional and boundless love.
What’s wrong with standing in the same place if it’s a good place?” “Even a good place gets to be a rut, especially if you’re standing in it alone. Honey, alone and lonely share the same root.
I’m going to treat myself to one of these as a reward for not knocking himself unconscious with a skillet.
Feelings are feelings. I don’t understand why people blame other people for what they feel.
Oh, it was just me – that’s why.
She knew I was coming to see you, so I don’t think she’ll be surprised.
I read everything. It was one of the most surefire ways to go somewhere else for a while.