Mackenzie's Mountain Quotes

“She started to tell him so, but the words vanished
unsaid when he abruptly thrust his hands under her skirt, all the way to her waist. Mary
gave a startled shriek and jerked back, almost oversetting the chair. He glared at her, his
eyes like black ice.
"You don't have to worry," he snapped. "This is Saturday. I only rape on Tuesdays and
Thursdays.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“He needed a woman. Bad.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“She was flustered; he could see it in the
way she kept twisting her fingers together. Did she think he was going to throw her down
on the seat and rape her? After all, he was a renegade Indian, and capable of anything.
Then again, the way she looked, maybe this was the most excitement she'd ever had.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“I read somewhere that flying is like throwing your soul into the heavens and racing to catch it as it falls."

"I don't think mine would ever fall," he murmured, looking at the clear cold sky.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“One morning just after Joe had left to drive to his class, Mary walked out to the barn and reflected on her state of hussiness. All in all, she was satisfied with it. Being a hussy had its advantages.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“Men were such victims to their own hormones. Machismo had killed a lot more people than PMS.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“She had learned that if you kept asking the same question, you would often get different answers, and eventually the evasions would cease and the real answer would emerge.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“Obsessions were funny things; unhealthy ones could ruin lives, but some obsessions lifted people to higher planes of life, made them shine with a brighter light, burn with a hotter fire, and if those obsessions weren't fed, then the person withered, a life blighted by starvation of the soul.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“He stood looking down at her for a moment, then walked to the window and raised it. "Let's let the storm in," he said, and then it was with them, filling the half-dark room with sound and vibration. The rain-chilled air washed over her, cool and fresh on her heated skin. She sighed, the small sound drowned out by the din of thunder and rain.
There by the window, with the dim grey light outlining the bulge and plane of powerful muscle, Wolf removed his wet clothing.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“I won't be talked around as if I'm invisible. This is my house, and let me remind all of you that I'm well over twenty-one. I'll go where I want, when I want." Let them make of that what they would! She hadn't lived with Aunt Ardith for nothing; Aunt Ardith would have died, just on principle, before she would have let a man tell her what to do.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“She had always been so indomitable, with her "damn the torpedoes" spirit. She was slight and delicately made, but in her own eyes she had been invincible. Because the very idea of defeat was foreign to her, she had blithely moved through life arranging it to suit herself and accepted it as only natural that shopkeepers quaked before her wagging finger. That attitude had sometimes irritated, but more often entranced, him. The kitten thought herself a tiger, and because she acted like a tiger, other people had given way.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“Mary was startled. More people had winked at her that night than in the rest of her life total. What was the proper way to handle a wink? Were they ignored? Should she wink back? Aunt Ardith's lectures on proper behaviour hadn't covered winking.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“If flying meant that much to him, how had it felt to set himself a course that would deny him what he wanted most?”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“He’d never thought he would love any woman, least of all an Anglo, but that was before this slight, delicate creature had bulldozed her way into his life and completely changed it.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“here, to tempt you into a kiss. I’ve become a shameless hussy. Aunt Ardith would have disowned me.” “Aunt Ardith sounds like a pain in the—” “She was wonderful,” Mary said firmly. “It’s just that she was very old-fashioned and had strict notions of what was proper and what”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“Pure hell was living in her eyes.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“because there may be a few coincidences in life, but none in crime. Everything has a motive.”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain

“Do you like her?”
― Linda Howard, Mackenzie's Mountain