“Count yourself fortunate." He made an elegant sweep of his hand toward the sun. "Daylight does not make them turn to ash, but they become bloody damn infants, whinging on about irritated eyes and sluggish limbs and so forth.” — Lynn Viehl Copy Share Image
“And no man, not even Cyprien, could chase a girl with his pants down.” — Lynn Viehl Copy Share Image
“Alex watched the severed head fall and the body slump over. 'I'm not reattaching that. Just FYI.” — Lynn Viehl Copy Share Image
I am going down first. Of course you're going down first, you're the guy. — Lynn Viehl Copy Share Image
“He so enjoyed disconcerting a woman of conservative sensibilities, and he suspected that the detective had inhibitions atop reservations wrapped in reticense." --Lucan thinking… — Lynn Viehl Copy Share Image
You're a quiet, beautiful woman in a loud, ugly place. An orchid among weeds. You define obvious. — Lynn Viehl Copy Share Image
“Most people have two lives. One is the life we carry on in the open where everyone can see it. It’s who we are… — Lynn Viehl Copy Share Image
“I cannot think of a life without him in it. I cannot bury another son. This time I fear they will have to put… — Lynn Viehl Copy Share Image
“They forbade me to leave the island.” He brushed my hair back from my forehead. “ I thought it would be better if I… — Lynn Viehl Copy Share Image
There is a god. Nothing as tragic and ridiculous as this world could have happened by random chance. — Lynn Viehl Copy Share Image
