Antonio Quotes

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Kelley Armstrong
he used to be Pack so he knows how dangerous this kind of killing on our
territory is, that we can’tand won’tleave town. Two, he hates Clay. Three,
he hates Jeremy. Four, he hates all of uswith the exception of our dear
Elena, who, conveniently, wasn’t at Stonehaven to be affected by the mess,
which I’m sure Daniel knew. Five, he really hates Clay. Sixoh, wait, other
handsix, he’s a murderous cannibalizing bastard. Seven, did I mention he
chose to strike when Elena wasn’t around? Eight, if he caused enough havoc,
Elena might be in the market for a new partner. Nine, he really, really,
REALLY hates Clay. Ten, he’s sworn undying revenge against the entire Pack,
particularly those two members who happen to be currently living at
Stonehaven. I’m out of fingers here, buddy. How many more reasons do you
Kelley Armstrong

Kelley Armstrong
“The stairs aren't challenging enough anymore?" he asked.

Antonio laughed. "Challenge has nothing to do with it, Jer. I'd say it's the big bad wolf huffing and puffing at her door up there.”
Kelley Armstrong, Bitten

Amy Rachiele
“Most people only want to be my friend because they don't want to be my enemy.”
Amy Rachiele, Mobster's Girl

William Shakespeare
“If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge.”
William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice

Nancy Holder
“Then she reached to kiss him on the lips, and he let himself have that. Soft, warm, she loved him, a monstrous abomination, a Cursed One. This might be all they ever had, this moment, this kiss, this love.”
Nancy Holder, Debbie Viguie (Crusade)

Antonio Porchia
“Vengo de morirme, no de haber nacido. De haber nacido, me voy”
Antonio Porchia

Suzanne Steele
“I am your knight in dark, shining, and wickedly laden armor.”
Suzanne Steele, The Club

Rosanna Chiofalo
“Don't you see, Rosalia? I wouldn't mind giving up Paris for you. That's why I can think about staying here or even asking you to come with me to Paris. I can't envision being without you. Before, you said I was being kind to you when I told you how it makes me sad when you're sad, and happy when you're happy. But I'm not being kind. I'm falling in love with you. Can't you see that? I'm crazy about you, and it's tearing me up on the inside. You're all I think about when I wake up in the morning and go to sleep at night. You're in my dreams. Even when I'm struggling over how to make a better pastry better, you pop up into my mind! I wonder what you would add to make it better. Then again, whom are we fooling? Your desserts are always better than mine!"
Rosalia lowered her eyes and said softly, "That's not true. You've won a few of the contests we've had. Madre Carmela wouldn't lie."
"She's getting old. Her palate is changing. I've heard the other workers who have tried your pastries express how good yours are and how they're often better than everyone else's."
Rosalia folded her hands in her lap. He is falling in love with me. He'd said it! Though she was frightened to hear this, she couldn't deny that she was also elated.
Antonio came back to the bed and sat down next to her. This time, he closed the space between them. He pushed her hair back behind her ear, and then took her face in both of his hands. She had no choice but to look at him.
"I love you, Rosalia. I know you say we haven't known each other long, and we need to just think about today, but I'm tired of keeping how I feel about you inside of me. I love you. And nothing is going to change that. I'll wait for you. Whenever you are ready, I will be here, and I promise you my feelings won't change. Do you hear me?”
Rosanna Chiofalo, Rosalia's Bittersweet Pastry Shop

Antonio Iturbe
“O persoană care te așteaptă undeva este o lumânare care se aprinde într-un câmp pe timpul nopții. Poate că nu reușește să lumineze întregul întuneric, dar îți arată drumul de întoarcere acasă.”
Antonio G. Iturbe, La bibliotecaria de Auschwitz

Antonio Iturbe
“A începe să citești o carte este ca și cum te-ai urca într-un tren care te duce în vacanță.”
Antonio G. Iturbe, La bibliotecaria de Auschwitz

Katie McGarry
“After a half hour, Antonio lured her away by throwing around words like technique and shading. I planned on joining her in the kitchen when the game ended, but decided against it when she grabbed a pencil and spoke rapidly as she sketched. I’d wanted her to be comfortable and I’d wanted to hang with my friends. Somehow, I got both my wishes.”
Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits

Chiquita Dennie
“Not today Satan" Sabrina said.”
Chiquita Dennie

Rosanna Chiofalo
“The more he got to know Rosalia, the more the mystery of her deepened. Someone had hurt her. He was convinced of it. His mother had taught him from a young age to always trust his instincts, and from the moment he had met Rosalia, he had sensed she was a frightened young woman and had been deeply hurt. Had it been someone in her family? Was that why she had "lost" them, as she put it?
He turned around and walked over to where the statue of Saint Lucy stood. Closing his eyes, he prayed silently. Please help Rosalia. Please help her to heal and learn to trust again.
Opening his eyes, Antonio slowly made his way back to the convent and his home in the abandoned chapel, thinking all the way about the pretty girl with the licorice-colored hair whom he was losing his heart to.”
Rosanna Chiofalo, Rosalia's Bittersweet Pastry Shop

Rosanna Chiofalo
“Although she was anxious, she also enjoyed being in his presence. He made her feel safe-and loved. Her father had created a safe haven for her and her family their home. But with Antonio, it was different. She felt that she could go anywhere with him and would never have to worry- as long as he was there with her. Rosalia knew he would always protect her. She was still in awe of how he seemed to be able to read her thoughts and sense her feelings. No one had been able to do this before... well, maybe except for Mamma. Antonio always knew, too, when to give her space. He had to be the most patient person Rosalia had ever met. She had noticed he was a careful listener, not just with her but with everyone. Yes. There was no doubt in her mind he was a good person, and the more she got to know him, the more she felt herself falling in love with him. His gentle ways with her and thoughtfulness had won over her trust. But it was more. She admired the kind man he was and the integrity he carried with him. Besides her family, she had never loved anyone the way she loved Antonio. Perhaps that was why she still didn't fully trust her feelings for Antonio still made her anxious, she knew in this moment that she wanted to spend time alone with this wonderful young man with whom she had fallen in love.”
Rosanna Chiofalo, Rosalia's Bittersweet Pastry Shop