Courtney Milan Quotes
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Over the years, everyone stumbles. That's why I'll be here for you — and you'll be there for me. I don't expect perfection. I want you, and you're a thousand times better.
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For everyone who has carried water in thimbles and teaspoons throughout the centuries. And for all those who continue to do so. For as many centuries as it takes.
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"Maybe that’s what I have been looking for. When storms and rockslides threaten, I am looking for someone who will hold on to me and not let go.” He was talking about friendship, but the way he looked at her… She would crackle like fire if he touched her.
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THERE WERE THREE SKILLS that Miss Emily Fairfield had found necessary in her current position in life: lying, smuggling, and - most important of all - scaling walls. It was the last she’d put to use at the moment.
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My entire notion of friendship altered when I depended on someone for more than just the pleasant passing of time.
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You really shouldn’t blame men for everything.” “No, just the ninety-eight percent of society’s ills they’re responsible for.
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God gave one sisters to teach one to love the inexplicable.
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She was nothing. He had everything. And for what little it was worth, he was embarrassed by his own strength.
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She didn’t need to be received as nobility to be noble.
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I’m sure your prick is as massive as your head is thick.
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I only said I would stop talking to you, he'd written. I never promised to stop loving you.
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In this world, you’re either playing the game or you’re a pawn on the board.
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You see, I'm not some shiny bauble to be strung onto a necklace and displayed for all the world to see. I'm too proud to ever be anyone's conquest.
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“Jessica," he said gravely. "I will be your champion, if you let me. If I have to take on the role of knight, I want to be yours. Let me be your protector.
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If eyes were windows to the soul, hers had been bricked up to avoid taxation.
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It would be like loving the ocean, but wishing it would change into a glass of water.
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An unreadable response was heaps better than an unprintable one.
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Miss Marshall spent her life daring those more powerful than her to swat her down. The hell of it was, her determination was some kind of contagion. He could feel it infecting him, making him believe. Making him tell himself lies like 'I could do some good' and 'I want her forever'.
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I’ve a goodly share of faults. I rush in, where I should tread carefully. I speak, where I should listen. But when I hear them sing, I don’t just hear a hymn. They’re singing to God because they haven’t found anyone else who will listen.
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Men touch their horses to calm them,” she said distantly. “They caress their falcons to remind them that they are bound. Touch smacks of ownership, and I am weary of being a possession.
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This wasn’t a case of gilding the lily. If there was a lily underneath all that, it had long since been crushed to a pulp. The party stopped in its tracks as she took off her cloak, frozen in wordless contemplation of a wardrobe that made the word “gaudy” sound sweet and demure by contrast.
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It had been so long since anyone had made her feel fluttery. It felt like winter sunshine – something to be savored because it surely wouldn’t last.
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He was nothing but a deep abyss of want, and only she could fill him. He didn’t want to turn at the sound of her voice. If he simply stared into the hydrangea for long enough…then he would be a coward. He turned to face the woman who could bring him to his knees.
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She looked like a woman talking about astronomical parallax, and that made her brilliantly beautiful.