“Friends are the support bras of life. We don't let each other down.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
And it occurred to me that friendship was a lot more dependable, not to mention long-lasting, than love. — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
The next time you face a room full of strangers . . . you might tell yourself that some of them are… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
He stared at me with bitter understanding. We both knew there was no room in this for friendship. Nothing left but childhood… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I carry thoughts of you like my own personal constellation. How far away you are, my dearest friend, but no farther than… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Dane touched my chin and lifted my face upward, and kissed me gently. Only then did I understand that Dane had always… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“A toast to the engagement on your former fiance and your former best friend. Tell me, how hard did you have to… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
It's drugs, isn't it"? Tara was so innocent. She got pulled into that glamorous lifestyle with all her rich friends...all that cocaine… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Daisy…don’t say that I was drooling while Mr. Hunt was here?” “Of course not,” Daisy said immediately. “I would have done something… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Todd? Are you still there?" "Yeah. I'm just trying to think of a good reason to continue our friendship." I grinned. "Jealousy… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Evie," she murmured, reaching down to pull the covers up to her chest. "That's what my father and my friends call me."… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You two seem to have become fast friends," Linley remarked. "It's my way with women," Grant said. "They can't resist my charm."… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Despite the sisters' pretend rivalry and occasional squabbles, they were each other's staunchest ally and closest friend. Few people in Lillian's life… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“It was a popular belief in Victorian society that women, with their mercurial natures and lesser brains, could not have the same… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Westcliff thinks that St. Vincent is in love with you.” Evie choked a little and didn’t dare look up from her tea.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“They took Daisy to the orangery, where warm autumn light glittered through the windows, and the scents of citrus and bay hung… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Upon seeing Evie, her friends rushed toward her with unladylike squeals, and Evie let out her own laughing shriek as they collided… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“It was a popular belief in Victorian society that women, with their mercurial natures and lesser brains, could not have the same quality of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Just don't ask me to stand up with you at the wedding, as I have no desire to be a hypocrite." "No, just an… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Why isn't it enough that I'm willing to submit to you?' Poppy asked, her own temper flaring. 'Why must I be eager to lie… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Then, as now, there were always girls who were overlooked and ignored by gentlemen who really should have known better.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You've always been a know-it-all. Well, you're about to find out how much you don't know." "Believe me," I muttered, "I'm the first one… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
One glance and I knew exactly who and what he was. The classic alpha male, the kind who had spurred evolution forward about five… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I always counsel aspiring novelists that passion is the most important quality for a writer to possess - technique can be taught, but that… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Sometimes you meet a really nice guy, but no matter how you try, you can’t seem to make yourself want him. But that’s not… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Risking a glance at the dignified young man beside her- what was his name?- Mr. Arthurson, Arterton?- Pandora decided to try her hand at… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You'll be my wife," he said inexorably. "You want to own me!" she accused, trying to crawl away from him. "Yes." He flung her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
And then another letter had come from Christopher, so devastating that Amelia wondered how mere scratches of ink on paper could rip someone's soul… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You thought I was peculiar,” she said in a muffled voice. His mouth brushed the edge of her ear and settled against her neck.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
