I had a perfect life in my reach once, and it was a crashing bore. Perfect is too clean, too easy. I… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“I love your laugh. I want to hear it every day. I want to be through all this darkness and devastation. I… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
Ralston stiffened at the reference to the stupid wager that caused so much pain and unhappiness. He ignored Oxford's proffered hand, and… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
She had wanted more than she could have. She had wanted him, and more... she had wanted him to want her. In… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
She did not want to be that woman - the one of whom they spoke. She had never planned to be that… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
I want to wake up one morning and know how to write page one, or page 10, or page 250. But I… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
Boring heroines are, in my opinion, the most common romance mistake. We loathe hanging out with women who define themselves purely through… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
You are beautiful and brilliant and bold and so very passionate about life and love and those things that you believe in.… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
To be honest, I thought it was similar to animal husbandry." Sally's tone turned dry. "Sometimes, my lady I'm afraid it isn't… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“You want me.” “Want does not begin to describe the way I feel about you,” his low voice promised. “Want is nothing… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“You think my feelings toward you apathetic? You think you bore me?” “Don’t I?” He shook his head slowly, continuing toward her, stalking her… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
I never met Colleen McCullough; if I had, I probably would have cried and made a fool of myself. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
He raked his fingers through his hair. "She doesn't need me." Ralston smirked. "You are laboring under that mistaken impression that it is their… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“Do you love him?' Isabel paused at the question ... She caught a glimpse of herself in a long looking glass, noting her shape… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
I practice loving-kindness meditation, which cultivates compassion and equanimity. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“What do I win?” she whispered in his ear. He grinned. “What would you like?” “You.” So simple. So perfect. “I am yours,” he… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
By the time I was 10 or 12, I had discovered the lure of the romance genre - and the dusty copy of 'The… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
You plan to be a challenge, do you?" Juliana smiled angelically. "I agreed to remain, my lord. Not to remain silent. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
“She leveled Penelope with a look. “Penelope, you must think, darling! When your father dies! What then?” Lord Needham looked up from his pheasant.… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
And... as long as they need me, it's easier to forget that I am alone. — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
In books by women and for women, it should come as no surprise that heroines are the heroes of the action, finding themselves, their… — Sarah MacLean Copy Share Image
