Western Romantic Thriller Quotes & Sayings

He leaned over, catching her lowered gaze. "I'm the present, Darlin'. — Lindsay McKenna

Nothing can fix a broken heart except love. Love always repairs those fractures we get in our heart. — Lindsay McKenna

In an Anglo-Saxon thriller, the villain is generally punished, and the strong silent man generally wins the weak babbling girl, but there is no governmental law in Western countries to ban a story that does not comply with a fond tradition, so that we always hope that the wicked but romantic fellow will escape scot-free and the good but dull chap will be finally snubbed by the moody heroine. — Vladimir Nabokov

Let's get one thing clear between us, Shiloh. I would never laugh at you. I might tease the dickens out of you, but I would never, ever make fun of you. That's not who I am. I don't believe in humiliating another person. It's not in my DNA. — Lindsay McKenna

She took his finger and placed a small kiss on the end of it. "You're just full of surprises, Taggart." She saw him give her a very pleased male smile.
"Stick around, Darlin', there's more to me than meets your eyes."
"Should I be afraid? — Lindsay McKenna

I can't keep myself from creativity. Ideas flash like lightning burning my bones. It must flow out of my hands or it will burst me apart. — Patricia Robin Woodruff

The motorcycle's headlights cut through the darkness. Ahead the road was nothing but a black hole. She roared toward it. — B. J. Daniels

None of the things I have done would have been accomplished without a true team effort. — Nick Lampson

He envied her, sensing that she lived each day as if it was her last. — B. J. Daniels

I like the clothes, too. I should shop flea markets more often."
He laughed at that. "You'd look good in anything, even rags. — B. J. Daniels

Hell, I've always like the man," he said now. "Until he became involved with my wife. — B. J. Daniels

He traced her arched eyebrow. "Every morning when I wake up with you at my side, you're more beautiful than yesterday. — Lindsay McKenna

She dropped her voice to a hoarse whisper that turned his blood to slush. "You will wake up and find me standing over your bed. You will see the flash of a blade before I plunger it into your heart. My face will be the last thing ever see. — B. J. Daniels

the fuller story of the New Testament is that God's people have been resurrected as the body of Christ. Just as Jesus is the embodiment of the shalom that God intends for creation, the church's role in the drama of Creation is likewise to be the embodiment of God's shalom, albeit in a form that hasn't yet been fully realized. — C. Christopher Smith

In the absence of willpower the most complete collection of virtues and talents is wholly worthless. — Aleister Crowley

[I]n spite of her work as a reference librarian, she discovered that life isn't about knowing all the answers. The best we can do is make peace with our questions, learn who we are, know our strengths, and do the best we can with the gifts we've been given while we're here. — Kate Messner

This is, I think, what holiness is:
the natural world, where every moment is full
of the passion to keep moving.
Inside every mind there's a hermit's cave full of light,
full of snow, full of concentration.
I've knelt there, and so have you,
hanging on to what you love,
to what is lovely.
Mary Oliver, At the Lake — Mary Oliver

She angled her head to look up at him. Her blue eyes were huge in the moonlight. One tear still clung to her lash, looking like a shining jewel. He touched it with his fingertip and it dissolved, warm and wet into his skin. His gaze shifter to her bowshaped mouth. Her lips trembled, then parted. A soft mew of a sound escaped them.
There was nothing to do but kiss her. — B. J. Daniels

Giving him a wry look, Shiloh said, "I think you're forcing me to look at myself, what I want, who I am."
"Good relationships always do that for both people, Darlin'. It's just a natural progression between them. It can bring out our self-awareness. It's not easy. But it's rewarding. — Lindsay McKenna

Shiloh had never seen a man who was a hunter. But she saw one now. There was an intense feeling around Roan, raw and untamed, as he studied her, his nostrils flaring to catch her scent. He ruthlessly dug into her opening eyes, reading her, trying to understand where she was at within herself and what she wanted from him.
"This is your call," he said, his voice low and guttural. — Lindsay McKenna

The lush greenness of the pastures infused Shiloh. Overhead, she saw a red-tailed hawk flying in higher and higher circles in the sky. There were bluebirds everywhere, many of them sitting on fence posts. When they took off, that flash of brilliant blue always made her gasp with delight; it was almost an unearthly gorgeous color. — Lindsay McKenna

We seem to have more leaks in my office than an old wooden rowboat. — B. J. Daniels