Quotes of All Topics . Occasions . Authors
I guess we're oil and water. (Phoebe) I'd say we're more like gasoline and a blowtorch. (Dan)
We’re only human.” “One of us, anyway. The other’s a reptile.” “Harsh, Annabelle. Very harsh.
I hate to admit this, but some days hearing about other people's problems actually cheers me up.
Everybody won’t like everything you write. Some people won’t like anything you write. Get over it.
I'm not living in the shadows anymore. I want to walk in the sun. But I can't do that without you.
Dallas, is it remotely possible for you to carry on a conversation that's not loaded down with manure?
Ironic, isn't it, what religion does to people?" "I guess it's more ironic what people do to religion.
Just out of curiosity, sweetheart; did you ever talk to your doctor about givin' you some tranquilizers?
We’re all works in progress, honey. And believe me when I tell you that I’ve had to work harder than most.
She glared at him. "You're doing it again." "What?" "That thing that irritates me." "Smiling?" "Yes. That.
Fear goes hand-in-hand with artistic creation, and no amount of success will make the fear go away entirely.
You couldn't be satisfied with being an amateur asshole, could you, Jimbo! You had to go and turn pro on me!
He could deal with his guilt all by himself. Guilt didn't add up to love, an emotion she was done with forever.
His writer's words poured over her like poetry, and she couldn't find a single wisecrack to put up between them.
I don't care how much evidence the state presented. I've never for one moment believed he murdered that waitress.
You’re the most important thing in the world to me. I know you don’t believe it, but I’m going to prove it to you.
At some point people either had to throw off the wounds of their childhood or go through life permanently crippled
This is America. We’re entitled to our opinions.” “Wrong. This is Texas. And my opinion is the only one that counts.
Was there some basic flaw in her makeup that made her keep falling in love with this man who couldn’t love her back?
Something brushed his leg, and he gazed down into the face of Pippi Tucker. The theme from Jaws raced through his head.
Before you go anywhere, Mr. Football Player,” Nita said, “I want to know exactly what your intentions are toward my Blue.
Save your sweet talk for later, Daphne. The garbage guys just drove up with the new Dumpster." "Shut the lid after you climb in.
She's as plastic as you are. If you ever have kids, they'll come out of the birth canal with Fisher-Price stamped on their butts.
If I told you, you might be forced to lie about it. Not that you aren't really good at it, but why put an old man in that position?
If you think I'm going to cry all over your chest because you don't feel the same way, you're wrong. I don't beg for anybody's love.
If you were a sane woman, I would, of course, behave in a more rational fashion. Since you are a lunatic, however, this is the only way.
Sugar Beth detected the movement and shot him a look that challenged not only his manhood but also his very right to exist on the planet.
It was a kiss made in lonely dreams. A kiss that took its time. A kiss that felt so right she couldn't remember all the reasons it was wrong.
You remind me of someone with a bad toothache who's hitting herself in the head with a hammer to distract herself from the pain in her mouth.
I don't love you anymore", she whispered. "I don't love you at all." His throat closed. "It's all right, sweetheart. I love you enough for both of us.
He settled his hat back into position. She was a rookie in her first big game, and he’d never let her see how close she’d come to unseating a champion
You can't do extraordinary things in the world if you're spending time criticizing others because they don't look or behave the way you think they should.
You lit into me last night. You said what I did was stupid. - That's what my head said. But my heart... My stupid heart... Her voice broke. It was singing.
So, Beav, tell me about yourself." "I'm Blue." "Sweetheart, if I had your dubious taste in men, I wouldn't be too happy, either." "My name is Blue. Blue Bailey.
Life sure is easier when you're rich." "And a natural born charmer. Don't forget that part." "How could I?" she retorted. "It's the only thing we have in common.
It must be hard being you,” she said. “Mr. Perfect on the outside. Dr. Evil on the inside.” “It’s not that hard. The rest of the world isn’t as insightful as you.
You try spending six months sitting at somebody's bedside, waiting for them to die and then tell me that the happy-ending love story isn't one of God's good gifts.
"Bobby Tom told me he’s not afraid of the Chargers’ defense." "Bobby Tom’ll tell you he’s not afraid of nuclear war, so I wouldn’t put too much stock in his opinion."
He sounds like Jesus. Except rich and sexy.” “Watch it, Meg. In this town joking about Jesus could get you shot. You’ve never seen so many of the faithful who’re armed.
I happen to be immature, undisciplined, and self-centered, pretty much a little boy in a man's body, although I'd appreciate it if you didn't quote me on that. -Bobby Tom
I can’t chitchat and make breakfast at the same time. You could help, you know, instead of standing there like the Queen of England. Although you’re a lot better-looking.
I sure do miss that woman. Smart. Funny. Sweet. She never gave me a moment's trouble." "Gosh, I'm sorry about that. I knew it was boring between you two, but not that bad.
Chasing after a guy who's not interested in you will rip the hell out of your self-respect. Better to face facts now because the longer you put it off, the harder it'll be.
Librarians and romance writers accomplish one mission better than anyone, including English teachers: we create readers for life - and what could be more fulfilling than that?
There was something missing inside me I was trying to fill up, but I went about doing it the wrong way. But there sure isn't anything missing inside me now, because you're there.
It runs in the family. And don't expect me to be ashamed. Yankees lock away loony relatives, but down here, we prop 'em up on parade floats and march 'em through the middle of town.
For a moment he could have sworn he smelled violets, which was very peculiar, since he had no idea what violets smelled like, except somehow he knew they smelled just like Lady Emma.
Phoebe tapped the toe of her sneaker against the dock. “There’s only one good use for a man like Heath Champion.” “Here we go again,” Molly muttered. Phoebe’s lip curled. “Target practice.
His pacing stopped. The mattress sighed as he sat on the edge. seconds ticked by before he spoke so softly she could barely hear. "Sometimes I want to leave this town so bad I can taste it.
Thanks to April,” she whispered, “you have the wedding you’ve dreamed about ever since you were a little girl.” Dean’s boom of laughter was one more reason she loved this man with all her heart.