Quote by Lisa Schroeder Download Open image ““His warm voice tiptoes into the quiet room.”” — Lisa Schroeder ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.4 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“it was that voice. his voice. the voice that wrapped around you like a warm day. ” — Heather Cochran Copy Share Image
“Oh my God,” I said in a hushed voice. You have to speak quietly when you’re in that kind of room.” — Georgina Guthrie Copy Share Image
“I licked his lips. He tasted so good. A hoarse male noise escaped his mouth. Yes, growl for me. ” — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
“No artifice, no pretending to faint or slipping so he could catch me. Just our locked gaze tightening the space between us until our… — Jame Richards Copy Share Image
“I can’t feel my fingers or the cold or the emptiness of this room because all I feel is him, everywhere,filling everything and he… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“And he leans in, so carefully. Breathing and not breathing and hearts beating between us and he's so close, he's so close and I… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“He clenches his fist against my back and speaks into my neck. His voice is warm. I didn't mean to take it this far..… — R. A. Nelson Copy Share Image
“I felt the warmth of his gaze from the tips of my hair to the tips of my toes.” — Fisher Amelie Copy Share Image
“He spoke in that sweet and steely voice which he reserved for great occasions and practiced for hours together in his bedroom.” — G.K. Chesterton Copy Share Image
“Then, the door opens and there he is; silhouetted in the hall light. Long hair, long legs, and a heartbeat in tune with my… — Hunter S. Jones Copy Share Image
“His voice is low and soft, a piece of silk you might keep in a drawer and pull out only on rare occasions, just… — Anthony Doerr Copy Share Image
“One outer paddles around on his back, spinning a blue ball on his tummy. I could watch them for hours. Because they get it.… — Lisa Schroeder Copy Share Image
“THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND YOU When I hold a rose, I see the soft, velvety petals and smile, because tucked between those precious… — Lisa Schroeder Copy Share Image
“His, ours, theirs-- blame needs a place. His, ours, theirs-- pain all over the place. His, ours, theirs-- forgiveness missing from this place.” — Lisa Schroeder Copy Share Image
“I peel hiss tense fingers on his right hand away from the steering wheel, one two three four five. With each finger, the scowl… — Lisa Schroeder Copy Share Image
“When you meet someone so different from yourself, in a good way, you don't even have to kiss to have fireworks go off. It's… — Lisa Schroeder Copy Share Image
“Cade motions with a nod to follow him. He's holding the pole, and I'm the fish on the line. Just how far will he… — Lisa Schroeder Copy Share Image
“What I believe is that life is music and fabulous foliage, but it's also cancer and wars. That's just how it is. Maybe God… — Lisa Schroeder Copy Share Image
“It brings me back to the moment, and I want to live the moment with everything I’ve got.” — Lisa Schroeder Copy Share Image
“Funny how time goes on, things change, and yet, some things stay exactly the same.” — Lisa Schroeder Copy Share Image
