Wilde Love Quotes

“I love you," I murmured.
"Only because I give good head," he murmured back.
"Gross! Oh my god. Stop." Brenda's voice cried out from the row behind us. "So gross. You're eighty-five years old, for the love of god.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“Morning, husband."
He nuzzled the side of my face. "Nah, I'm a bachelor this morning. Marrying a hot dude this afternoon. Until then I can sleep with whoever I want."
"Hearing a geezer like you say the word dude is off-putting.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“Et tu, Bruté?"
"Amor vincit omnia," he replied.
"What does that mean in English?"
"You mean besides don't speak Latin to a doctor?”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“I love you," I said in a voice broken by the memory of decades of commitment already passed, years spent aching and desperate for his comfort, moments of the two of us exchanging a simple look that said absolutely everything without speaking a word.
Wes reached out and thumbed a tear off my cheek. "You are the greatest gift of my life.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“Doctor Wilde. Explain how someone got my DNA without my knowledge."
"Um, you know what I'd like to do right now?" Even at seventy-five years old, Doc's voice still got higher-pitched when he was nervous. He tried to give me a sexy look. Little did he know, he always looked sexy to me. "I'd like to suck that fat cock of yours. Let's go to the bedroom."
" You sound like a porn star. It's not as sexy when I know your knee is acting up," I muttered, sliding my arm around his waist and kissing his cheek. "But I'm still going to take you up on it. Later. We'll put some pillows down.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“Wes's hands returned to my face, and his eyes bored into mine. In them I saw everything...In his eyes I saw a lifetime. One that stretched long into the past, but stretched forward into the the future too.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“I love you," I said in a voice broken by the memory of decades of commitment already passed, years spent aching and desperate for his comfort, moments of the two of us exchanging a simple look that said absolutely everything without speaking a word.
Wes reached out and thumbed a tear off my cheek. "You are the greatest give of my life.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“For the millionth time since 1968, I sank into the South China Sea.
" I will love you for the rest of my life, William Wilde.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“Well, I’ll be damned. This is how it happens. I’ve finally lost my sparkle.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“We’re here to support and honor these two men, who dared to love each other in a time of great change in our country and despite war, loss, kids, ranching, and late nights on call at the hospital.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“And only once did a soldier call out for another man. He called out for me.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“Vietnam was the kind of nightmare you can’t prepare for. It was battlefield amputations and choosing who got the last vial of morphine.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“Is it rude to eat candy off your own shirt in public?” “Not if you share,” Hallie asked, reaching over to grab a big chunk off her sister’s boob. “If only my boobs were big enough to collect snacks from passersby.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“I’d recognized the song as “Same Love” since Felix had played it on repeat sometimes in”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“Monday, June 29, 2015, after the Obergefell decision in the Supreme Court.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“known I’d been living without. The man who would take a broken army medic made up of mostly selfish immaturity and familial obligation and turn him into something worthy, something decent and redeemed.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“And such a moment it was when I met the man who would turn one of those compact tiny capsules of time into a full lifetime stretched long and rich over decades, who would become the very half of my heart I hadn’t”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“War did that to people. It took practical strangers and tied them together in knots of steel.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love

“No way. We’re in this until the last Marian-Wilde horks over the balcony railing. This is going to be the night that bards talk about in generations to come.”
― Lucy Lennox, Wilde Love