An ait a bhfuil do chroi is ann a thabharfas do chosa thu.(your feet will bring you to where your heart is.) — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Do you think a woman can give a man everything while still withholding her heart? We are not made that way! -… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
You can’t look at someone with your eyes and take their measure. You have to look with the heart. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
The most confused we ever get is when we're trying to convince our heads of something our heart knows is a lie. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Finally, he knew the kind of loving that made two one and understood Jane was his world. His ocean, his country, his… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Home, Ms. Lane?” His deep voice was gently amused. “I have to call it something,” I said morosely. “They say home is… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Have you ever had one of those moments when time just freezes? You know, when the world suddenly goes deathly still, and… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
I lay my head on his chest and listen to his heart beating, solid and sure…he reads me so well. He's known… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
My city. I pondered that phrase, wondered why Barrons felt that way. He never said “our world.” He always said “your world.”… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I can either be a victim—or a winner. Fuck victimhood. I don’t wear it well; it clashes with my wardrobe.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Ancient eyes had stared at me, filled with ancient grief. And something more. Something so alien and unexpected that I'd almost burst into tears. I'd seen many things in his eyes in the time that I'd known him: lust, amusement, sympathy, mockery, caution, fury. But I had never seen this. Hope. Jericho Barrons had hope, and I was the reason… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
Some things are sacred. Until you act like they're not. Then you lose them — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Sometimes, Ms. Lane," he said, "one must break with one's past to embrace one's future. It is never an easy thing to do. It… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I think I’m under control, that I’ve stripped away all weaknesses. That committing to my mission has made me impervious. I’m wrong. The thought of Barrons smiling brings other thoughts. Barrons naked. Dancing. Dark head thrown back. Laughing. The image doesn’t “gently swim up in my mind” in a dreamy sort of way, like I’ve seen in movies. No, this… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
Desire makes life happen. Makes it matter. Makes everything worth it. Desire is life. Hunger to see the next sunrise or sunset, to touch… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Finally, someone had seen him. And what had he done? Let her get away. Undermined by his disgusting human anatomy. It had just been made excruciatingly clear to him that the human male brain and the human male c*ck couldn't both sustain sufficient amounts of blood to function at the same time. It was one or the other, and the… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share
“Our sex is fierce. We will both be bruised. "I want it to always be like this," I tell him. "Try holding onto that… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Keep hoping to see the light in her eyes. Even knowing it'll mean she's saying good-bye. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Strength wasn‘t about being able to do everything alone. Strength was knowing when to ask for help and not being too proud to do… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“He swapped the fistful of my shirt for one in my hair, and ground his mouth against mine.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
