Delphine Dryden Quotes & Sayings

Allison?' 'Mmmm?' 'You do realize I'm in love with you? Right? — Delphine Dryden

Sense memories of you persist and do not seem to abate as the day progresses. It's disconcerting, Camilla. I don't like it when my mind plays tricks on me. I would much rather simply have you here in the flesh, to feel and taste and smell with my actual senses. Instead my mind keeps conjuring this false perception of your presence. I think it means I miss you. — Delphine Dryden

It was difficult to explain the concept of a party pooper to somebody who didn't really get the concept of a party — Delphine Dryden

In the National Geographic movie of my twisted mind, the lion had just leaped on the gazelle, pinned it to the ground and mounted it from behind. Apparently, the devouring could wait. I should point out that these little flights of fancy on my part often involved extremely improbable animal pairings. I blamed cartoons. — Delphine Dryden

Two arguing geeks were stoppable. Three arguing geeks created an infinite argument vortex of doom that sucked time down like a black hole. — Delphine Dryden

... he would apologize. He would say all the right things. But he just didn't get it. The next time, nothing would have changed. — Delphine Dryden

Um...we should have fewer pants on. This would be a great pants-free situation. — Delphine Dryden

In the fantasy I spun for myself that night before falling asleep, those deep dark secrets were revealed. That simple touch became a violent embrace, worthy of any bodice-ripper. There were a certain number of gleeful perversions committed on Ivan's battered leather sofa. And at some point in the fantasy, Ivan was a vampire, because I was sort of weird that way. He was a real, Gothic-style, Bram Stoker sort of vampire who bit people as a metaphor for having dubious-consent, alpha-male sex with them, I should point out. None of your modern, sensitive vampires for me. I appreciated the classics. — Delphine Dryden

He called it taking, but I felt as though he were giving me these things, these actions, like pieces of himself. Challenging me to receive these odd gifts, because they were all he had to give. His attention, his regard. His respect, which was the strangest thing of all, because I had expected to feel degraded at some point in all this and instead I felt valued beyond measure. Cherished. Strong. — Delphine Dryden

But one cannot avenge a death, not really. One can only try to honor the memory of the dead by furthering their life's work to the best of one's ability. — Delphine Dryden

Delicate petals Flow open to receive me Sweetest kiss of all Holy — Delphine Dryden

Unfortunately, she discovered too late that her unwritten list of desirable attributes was missing a few crucial items. Empathy, for one. A willingness to change his own life plan in order to accommodate somebody else's goals, for another. A sense of humor that extended past joke telling, to encompass an appreciation of life's absurdities. And lastly, but possibly most important of all, a capacity for intimacy. — Delphine Dryden

Everything. That's what I'm feeling. I just want to remember everything about this exact moment. The way I can still smell you and taste you on my lips. The way it feels to be inside you, so hot and good. How your stomach feels, moving against mine every time you take a breath. I can hear you breathing too. — Delphine Dryden

Making love - having sex - with James had been like discovering a lie of omission. She had become more aware of things because of their pronounced absence. — Delphine Dryden

You see," he explained patiently after they both recovered their wits, "I'm quite fatally in love with you. And it has recently come to my attention that after the New Year, I'll be in need of a countess. — Delphine Dryden