Quote by Nancy E. Turner Download Open image ““Don't leave me, Jack, I said. Not ever, he whispered back.”” — Nancy E. Turner ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.8 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Don't leave." He turned his eyes up, half-focused, as she stood. "I still have to say things to you.” — N.M. Lombardi Copy Share Image
“Don't let go this time" she whispered. His voice came out of the void. "Never.” — Kathryn James Copy Share Image
“I’ll come back to you,” he whispered, not meaning to say it out loud. “And I will ravish you over breakfast, and I will… — Charlotte Featherstone Copy Share Image
“I won't ever leave you," she says. "Even though you're always leaving me." "But I never want to leave you.” — Audrey Niffenegger Copy Share Image
“You can’t leave me,” he whispered thickly, fumbling blindly for her hand and taking it in his. “Can you hear me? You can’t. I… — Kate McCarthy Copy Share Image
“He's not going to leave here without her," Jack's gaze was steady, yet sad as he stared at the two of them. "He won't… — Erica Stevens Copy Share Image
“i will never leave you. There is nothing in this life or the next that could keep me from you.” — Cyndi Tefft Copy Share Image
What a pure blessing it was to have a bath in a tub alone in a room where all you had to do was… — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
“Goats are naught but bones and bleating, and their hair was not warm nor their bodies soft. Of course, there was the smell, too,… — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
“Our children weigh hard on my heart, and thinking about them growing up honest and healthy, or just living to grow up at all,… — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
I have a deep-down belief that there are folks in the world who are good through and through, and others who came in mean… — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
“My life is a tree and I can stay in one place and spread out in all directions, and I can do more learning… — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
Children are a burden to a mother, but not the way a heavy box is to a mule. Our children weight hard on my… — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
“I rode toward Rudolfo Maldonado's house, planning to murder him before he got his morning shave.” — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
“I have been sad almost a whole year, thinking that taking that test was somehow the end of my learning and that not having… — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
“Low down dirty ornery rotten skunk of a cussed mule-headed soldier! What's he want with my book anyway? And what kind of a way… — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
How fragile our lives are anyway. How quickly things can change forever. — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
“It is an awful thing to look on such sad circumstance and not be able to shed a tear. It is not because I… — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
I dream of land, cut only where streams glistened with birdsong wander through quiet hills burnt hard by the scrape of wind, and of… — Nancy E. Turner Copy Share Image
