Christine Feehan Quotes

Life gives us choices. You either grab on with both hands and just go for it, or you sit on the sidelines.

She was temptation wrapped in casual elegance.

The trouble is not really in being alone, it's being lonely. One can be lonely in the midst of a crowd, don't you think?

And maybe that was love. Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you, but they also give you everything.

We never can just stop time. Or take moments back. Life doesn't work that way, does it?

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 friend and confidant.

She didn't know how to love, to give herself to someone, to out herself in someone else's keeping and take him into hers. She didn't trust anyone with her heart - or the darker places of her soul.

It's all well and good to look back after the fact and see what we should have done, but we rarely know what path is best when we take that first step.

Betrayal is never easy to handle and there is no right way to accept it.

You're the kind of man my mother warned me about.

You can't be anything but who you are. I wouldn't love you the same if you stopped being you. How do I change enough to accept that ruthless streak in you.

If what he said was the truth, it broke her heart. If what he said was a lie, it was broken anyway.

Do you have any idea how stubborn you can look ? Our children better never give me that look, althought I won't mind if they give it to you. You'd deserve it.

The minute I'm in a little pain ... your rough, tough, scary bad boy image totally falls apart.

There were a thousand secrets in her eyes, a thousand wounds. A lifetime of distrust and betrayal. Isolation. How did one overcome such things?

Don't cater to stupidity.

The real question is, can you love the real me? Not the perfect person you want me to be, not that image you had of me, but who I really am.

If you are a vampire, then a vampire is not the creature of the legends.

They're spreading out. Look unaware and sweet and innocent. It's a little hard to look innocent when I'm as big as a house.

It’s hard to feel desire when you don’t feel desirable

If you allowed yourself to hear or feel amusement, you would hear and feel pain.

If I had a sense of humor, I'd be laughing right now.

You are such a chicken. Bock. Bock. Bock." He refused to allow her very bad chicken impression to ruffle his feathers. He was above petty name-calling.

Before Elle had come into his life, he didn't even know what tea was. Now it was a staple. Worse, he actually knew the differences in teas.

...but you have to know when you close those doors, you don't leave anything for the other person.

Sarah, honey, I hardly think kidnappers are going to take the time to buy a memento of their stay. I could be wrong, but it seems rather unlikely.

Are you ever going to kiss me without swearing first?

Maybe you are already lost and just do not know it.

When Jackson used that particular tone of voice, men died, pure and simple.

I'm an observer. I read about life. I research life. I find a corner in a room and melt into it. I can become invisible. It's an art, and I am a wonderful practitioner.

We can do anything you like. Just be with me.

Here's to many more firsts and many more great memories.

It's your way of fighting. You refuse to engage and then you can't lose.

He tasted passion. He tasted emotion. He tasted a world he’d never imagined, one he could never enter. It was right there in front of him, suddenly open to him. Unexpected. Exciting. Scary.

I'll be damned if I apologize for the choices I've made. They were hard decisions, but I had good reasons for making them.

Men always seemed to growl and sniff around each other, bristling over nothing, and just as suddenly become buddies at the least likely moments.

Someone needs to drag you kicking and screaming into this century.

For the first time in his existence, he knew he was drowning and he wasn't thinking about survival.

I know what it's like to battle everyday of my life, just for acceptance, just to survive.

He worked at stealing her heart to replace the one she'd taken from him.

Are you going to win every argument?" He was pretty certain he'd asked her that once before. May be twice. "Only the important ones.

I write for the love of writing. If I never published another book, I would still be writing stories.

Don't worry, now that I know about your little ego problem, I'll do my best to look all gushy when you pound you chest.

Torture can be a two edged sword.

Jonas. Their rock. Shattered into so many shards. Holding himself together through the sheer force of will.

You are the leader here. Obviiusly your skills are far superior to mine. I don't think I could fit into your life. I'm a loner, not the first lady.

We could get kinky and see how bats and rats make love, he suggested in a whisper, warm breath against her neck. You are a sick man, Jacques. Very, very sick.

I want you forever, Kate. I want to grow old and have you here in my arms. I want children. I've wanted you for so long. I don't think that's about to change.

I’m quite capable of walking,” she pointed out. It is faster this way. Your legs are short.” They are not!

The house is made up of the spirits of our ancestors. Did you think they would lie idly by while we were under attack?" 'Cuz, yeah, didn't everybody's ancestors rise up and destroy enemies.