Alycia > Alycia's Quotes

“Even the stars are lies. They sparkle so brightly, but their shine takes years to reach us.”
― Kelley York, Made of Stars

“The beaded purple top scooped low, showing off quite a bit of cleavage. And by quite a bit, I mean holy hell balls, that’s a lot of boobage.”
― Cindi Madsen, Getting Lucky Number Seven

“He knows me better than anyone ever has. Than anyone ever will again. I would have stopped it if I could have. But I've learned the hard way, we can't choose who we love. Love chooses us. Love doesn't care about what's convenient or easy or planned. Love has its own agenda and all we can do is get out of its way.”
― Amy Engel, The Book of Ivy

“Is it still manipulation if you know it's happening, but it works anyway?”
― Amy Engel, The Book of Ivy

“He sounded like he was used to people swearing at him, which made no damned
sense, because he was gorgeous and a hero.”
― Cate Cameron, Center Ice

“It was weird to be with her in a group. I kept wanting to stop the conversation to make sure everybody had noticed
what a cool thing she’d just said or done. It wasn’t because I was insecure or worried that they wouldn’t like her. I just wanted to have someone to share it all with, like that burst of excitement you get when you meet someone who likes the same obscure band or has the same favorite movie. I
guess I was a Karen fan, and I wanted to start a fan club.”
― Cate Cameron, Center Ice

“There are only two choices. Stay here and die. Or get up and see what happens next.”
― Amy Engel, The Book of Ivy

“Life is one sick joke after another, I'm discovering. Because it hardly seems fair that it should hurt so much to finally get exactly what I've been wishing for.”
― Amy Engel, The Book of Ivy

“I want to be your lover. Burn your list, Jane. Let me be the one.”
― Tina Gabrielle

“Karen had no problem standing up to people. She’d say ‘no’ before the question was even asked.”
― Cate Cameron, Center Ice

“He's an eighteen-year-old boy and this is his wedding night. I don't think he's taking me home to play checkers.”
― Amy Engel, The Book of Ivy

“I remind myself of what [Bishop's] father's done. What he is still doing. But Bishop's touch is gentle, his intentions good. No matter how hard I look, I cannot find the blood on his hands.”
― Amy Engel, The Book of Ivy

“I'm glad she's not faking affection. It's more honest than what her husband is doing, at least. Dislike is an emotion I can respect.”
― Amy Engel, The Book of Ivy

“I couldn’t even talk to my best friend about the guy I was having sex with. Because, silly me, I’d gone and made them the same person.”
― Cindi Madsen, Getting Lucky Number Seven

“He had a hint of a Southern drawl, as if he’d worked hard to hide it, but couldn’t quite rid himself of the last of it. It was rough and gravelly, and had the seductive warmth of sinking into strong arms in front of a cozy fire. To my surprise, a spark of that long-dead heat stirred in my belly. This wasn’t the sort of response a woman should have to finding a strange man in her barn.”
― Margaret Madigan, Gambling on the Outlaw

“She was dangerous. I’d heard the rumors, that she had a history as a wild woman, that she’d been married to a gambler, maybe even been one herself, that her past was scandalous at best. But who was I to judge? My past was littered with scandal.”
― Margaret Madigan, Gambling on the Outlaw

“Sometimes in the winter, when the fog rolled in and silenced the waves, it felt as if death had its fingers around my neck. Fingers like frostbitten twigs that made me ache inside.”
― Tara Kelly, The Foxglove Killings

“Monday nights always brought in the worst kind of crazy. Tonight that crazy came in the form of Paul Cross, town hermit. One of them, anyway. This was the Pacific Northwest.”
― Tara Kelly, The Foxglove Killings

“He is right. He knows me better than anyone ever has. Than anyone ever will again. I would have stopped it if I could have. But I've learned the hard way, we can't choose who we love. Love chooses us. Love doesn't care about what's convenient or easy or planned. Love has its own agenda and all we can do is get out of its way.”
― Amy Engel, The Book of Ivy

“If Blake thought she was going to be some meek, mealy-mouthed
pushover grateful for his dick and his non-apologies, he obviously didn’t know what it took to make a room full of tenth graders pay attention.”
― Rebecca Brooks, How to Fall

“The kiss was so soft she couldn’t believe this was the same bad boy who’d said such things to her with that mouth.”
― Rebecca Brooks, How to Fall

“She couldn’t stop kissing him. Literally could not. There could be an earthquake, a fire, an explosion—who would notice? The whole world could come crashing down and it wouldn’t be enough for her to pull away.”
― Rebecca Brooks, How to Fall

“I don't understand how the pain of losing him can be a pale shadow in comparison to the pain of finding him again.”
― Amy Engel, The Revolution of Ivy

“I’ve grown accustomed to the stars above my head as I sleep, the ache in my muscles as we walk the land. The freedom that comes with defining your world instead of letting it define you.”
― Amy Engel, The Revolution of Ivy

“I love you,” he says quietly. I want to take his words, the truth of them I can see on his face, and cup them in my hands like a glowing coal from the fire. Keep them with me warm and bright, a talisman.”
― Amy Engel, The Revolution of Ivy

“I just want to be with you. Walk next to you, Ivy, wherever you're headed. That's all.”
― Amy Engel, The Revolution of Ivy

“You don't stop loving someone just because they disappoint you.”
― Amy Engel, The Revolution of Ivy

“I want to see you naked. I want to touch you. I want you to touch me. I just...want.”
― Amy Engel, The Revolution of Ivy

“Her fingers traced his stomach, trying to remember this is real, this is real with each strike of her heart.”
― Rebecca Brooks, How to Fall

“What if everything about me is totally made up? What if I’m actually…I don’t know. A wanted fugitive in the States.”
“Julia.” He reached across the table and grabbed her hand. “Nobody makes up being a high school math teacher.”
“That’s why it’s the perfect disguise!”
He shook his head. “Nobody.”
― Rebecca Brooks, How to Fall