Quote by Mary Balogh Download Open image ““there was many a slip twixt cup and lip.”” — Mary Balogh ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.4 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“I brought a hand to my cheek and watched them go. But I didn’t wipe away the lipstick; for the moment, it was all… — Stanley Wheeler Copy Share Image
“There was a glass-fronted cabinet opposite, filled with plates on display stands and teacups with so many curlicues it was a wonder you could… — Patrick Ness Copy Share Image
“At some point, our lips met and it was perhaps the most wonderful thing I'd ever experienced. And truly, I guess there wasn't just… — Dean Hale Copy Share Image
“We are cups, constantly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out.” — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“I bit my lip. I was so enraptured in what he was doing to me that I couldn't answer.” — Gideon Rathbone Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I wore smiles but didn’t feel them. Sometimes I felt them and didn’t wear them. I didn’t want her to know how much… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“All I had to do was rise up on my tiptoes and our lips met. He tasted like mint gum and all my hopes… — Kasie West Copy Share Image
“Put on some lipstick, pour yourself a drink and pull yourself together . Well, she couldn’t pour herself a drink, but she could put… — Michelle Osgood Copy Share Image
“Why is it," she asked, snuggling closer, "that I so often imagine myself running away and running free?” — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“Ah, but dreams cannot be captured with promises," he said. "Like water, they elude our grasp. But water is the staff of life. I… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“What sort of man could you love for a lifetime?" he asked her. She was silent for a while. He guessed that she was… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“Sometimes children do not realize by how fragile a thread their security hangs. Perhaps it is as well they do not - most of… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“Would she be able to bear never seeing him again? Never in this life?” — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“Sometimes love was to be grasped in any form and in any manner it was offered. And sometimes love must be given in the… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“When we last out at ourselves for having lost control, we are reminded that we never can be in total control, that all life… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“This is your home,’ he said. ‘You are mistress of Finchley Park, Vanessa. You may do whatever you wish.’ Her smile broadened. ‘Within reason,’… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“She bit her lower lip hard and blinked her eyes. There was such wistfulness and longing in his voice. Oh, she was going to… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
