Blackmoore Quotes

“I can never look at a bird without thinking of you," he said. "I wonder what you will do with your wings once you have found them. I wonder how far away they will take you. And I fear them, for my sake, at the same time that I hope for them, for yours.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“You are not The Giver of My Heart’s Desire.” I took a deep breath and smiled. “You are my heart’s desire.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“I know my heart. It has always been yours, Kate. Always.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“You are brave and loyal and true. You have such a good heart." He held my hand close to his chest and covered it with his other hand. "It is only afraid. But I would take such good care of it, love, if you would give it to me.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“I think the most profound beauty is found in what our hearts love.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“...we'll have a duel in the morning on the moors. Plenty of fog. It will be quite dramatic, I daresay.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“A man does not need encouragement to lose his heart.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“Kate," he whispered, stepping closer to me, "you are not like your mother. You are a different creature from your sisters. The depths of your soul are fathomless. You are brave and loyal and true. You have such a good heart." he held my hand close to his chest and covered it with his other hand. "It is only afraid. But I would take such good care of it, love, if you would give it to me." He bent his head and pressed his lips to my fingers.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“I feel caged. Always. I feel like I am this bird, trapped and stifled and caged, and I keep looking for a way to escape, but I am barred at every turn.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“I think the most profound beauty is found in what our hearts love. And I love this, Kate, more than I love anything else. It is beyond beautiful to me. It is home. It is..." He paused, and squinted a little, as if looking into the sun, but his gaze stayed steady on me. "It is the sight I want to see every day, for the rest of my life.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“I think of marriage differently. A Companionship of like minds. A tie that binds, yes, but in the binding comes strength. A lifetime with your dearest friend as your truest and best companion. That is what it can be. I believe that.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“Henry lifted his head and looked directly at me. I froze where I stood, feeling as if he had just told me a secret with that look. It was new . It was a question and a statement and a quick, hidden secret all at once..”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“You needn't believe in something for it to be real, miss”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“Now you also know what it is to be wanted and loved.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“There are some favors that can’t be bought, and some kindnesses that should only be given freely.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“Passion is a fire that burns and leaves nothing standing in its wake. It is illogical and unreasonable. Love is the downfall of men and the entrapment of women. It is a cage that once one enters, one can never escape.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“Even more than a heart, hope was a necessary traveling companion.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“I felt a crack in my defenses—a weak place where truth knifed and twisted and pried for an opening”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“His voice was so soft and husky, like a caress. Something shivered within me. "Even now, after all these years, I am at a loss. But on that day I promised myself that if I ever found you drowning— if I ever found you in need of saving— that I would do anything in my power to help you.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“They both used smiles to hurt, to deceive, to injure. The smile she used on me at this moment was sharp and cruel, cutting at me like a quick knife.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“Only your friend?” He narrowed his eyes at the target, his pressed lips causing a line to crease in his cheek. “I think I deserve a better title than that.”

“Like what?” I asked, looking at him askance.

“Oh, I don’t know.” He released his arrow. Another solid hit, right on target. “Perhaps The Giver of My Heart’s Desire?”

An outraged laugh burst from me. “The Giver of My Heart’s Desire?” A smile crept across his lips. “I will never call you that,” I said, picking up another arrow.

“Why not? I earned it. I think you should call me by that title every time you see me.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“I wonder what you will do with your wings once you have found them. I wonder how far away they will take you. And I fear them, for my sake, at the same time that I hope for them, for yours.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“She was too good. I wanted to hate her, yet to hate her would be a greater condemnation of my own faults than of hers.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“to hate her would be a greater condemnation of my own faults than of hers.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“soon enough” had grown old years ago, that “at length” was sick and frail, that “finally” was a dying breath”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“Love is like a disease. It ravages. It maims. It destroys everything in its wake. I am wise to shun the idea of it, just as wise as if I were to avoid a plague. It is a weakness of the human heart to imagine that something that starts with passion can last. Passion is a fire that burns and leaves nothing standing in its wake. It is illogical and unreasonable. Love is the downfall of men and the entrapment of women. It is a cage that once one enters, one can never escape.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“I can never look at a bird without thinking of you,” he said. “I wonder what you will do with your wings once you have found them. I wonder how far away they will take you. And I fear them, for my sake, at the same time that I hope for them, for yours.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“Marriage is bondage and misery.” “Bondage and misery?” Surprise turned his voice. He shook his head. “I think of marriage differently. A companionship of like minds. A tie that binds, yes, but in the binding comes strength. A lifetime with your dearest friend as your truest and best companion. That is what it can be. I believe that.”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore

“—Creo que la belleza más profunda se encuentra en lo que nuestro corazón ama —confesó”
― Julianne Donaldson, Blackmoore