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“You could have given up.” “That is never an option,” she assured him, and he smiled.
“Every man likes to think there’s a part of his nature that remains untamed and unsubdued.” “You know all about men, do you?” he asked with an edge of mockery. “Mr. Ransom, the male sex has ceased to be a mystery ever since my first course in practical anatomy, which included the dissection of a cadaver.”
It is not men’s nature to commit violence against women, it’s a corruption of their nature.”
“I don’t mind being ‘on the shelf,’ as they say. It happens to be a very interesting shelf.”
“Among other things, I’m afraid of cows.” “Because of their size?” Helen asked sympathetically. “No, it’s the way they stare. As if they’re plotting something.”
“It’s no simple task to find someone to love. You make it sound as easy as shopping for a good melon.” “Obviously you’ve done neither of those things. Finding someone to love is considerably easier than finding a good melon.”
“As a physician, I can assure you there’s nothing humorous about involuntary erections.” That nearly sent him into hysterics. “Holy God,” he begged, “no more doctor-talk. Please.”
Shadows didn’t always harbor fearful things. Sometimes shadows were the only place for a little magic to hide.
“Don’t mistake softness for weakness. Only a strong man can be soft with a woman.”
“There will always be people who say your dreams are impossible. But they can’t stop you, unless you agree with them.”
“I have no desire to become a man,” Garrett said coolly. “That would be backsliding.”
Despite her outward delicacy, there was something remarkably sturdy about her, an unyielding toughness he admired more than she would have believed. The life she’d chosen had come with the never-ending obligation to demonstrate what a woman was and was not, and what a woman could be. People would allow her no room for mistakes or ordinary human frailty. God knew she endured it all far better than Ethan would have.
“My body is my own, to be shared or withheld as I choose.”
“There was no need to leave a lamp burning in your room,” he whispered. “I could find you anywhere, in daylight or darkness.”
I wouldn’t have thought I could feel so much without dying of it.”
She wouldn’t know he’d been thinking of her at the last moment. She would never know what she’d meant to him. It would make dying so much easier if only he’d told her. But she would do well without him, just as she had before. She was a strong, resilient woman, a force of nature. He only worried that no one would bring her flowers.
“The first moment I saw you, I knew you were my share of the world. I’ve always loved you. If I could choose my fate, I’d never be parted from you. Acushla . . . pulse of my heart, breath of my soul . . . there’s nothing on this earth more fair and fine than you. Your shadow on the ground is sunlight to me.”
God help me, I’m going to protect my child from my own worst instincts. I’m going to block every violent, selfish impulse that was instilled in me. It won’t be easy. But I’ll be damned if I turn out a son who’s exactly like the father I hated.’”
No man is entitled to your blind obedience, no matter what he’s done for you.
