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Lovers Quotes by Christine Feehan
- She stared at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were dark, almost black, filled with pain. She'd let someone do that to her. She'd known…
- For Lily, there was only her phantom lover, bold enough, arrogant enough, crazy enough to dare follow her here when he was in far more…
- Your name is Lily Whitney. You are the woman I want at my side night and day. I want you to be the mother of…
- I made the decision fifteen years ago that you were my life. My everything. You were with me in my dreams my dark lover my…
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- (On seeing a former lover for the first time in years) I thought I told you to wait in the car. — Tallulah Bankhead
- A jealous lover of human liberty, deeming it the absolute condition of all that we admire and respect in humanity, I reverse… — Mikhail Bakunin
- The face of a lover is an unknown, precisely because it is invested with so much of oneself. It is a mystery,… — James A. Baldwin
- A lover always thinks of his mistress first and himself second; with a husband it runs the other way. — Honore de Balzac
- It is easier to be a lover than a husband for the simple reason that it is more difficult to be witty… — Honore de Balzac
- The man as he converses is the lover; silent, he is the husband. — Honore de Balzac
- Lovers have a way of using this word, nothing, which implies exactly the opposite. — Honore de Balzac
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- The heart of the jealous knows the best and most satisfying love, that of the other's bed, where the rival perfects the… — Djuna Barnes