Top 500 Lisa Kleypas Quotes (2024 Update)
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251. “Westcliff looks for any excuse to demonstrate his superiority, doesn’t he?” “Was that what he was doing? It looked rather like he was trying to find an excuse to put his arms around you.”

— Lisa Kleypas

252. “The world expects a man to have a backbone. Especially when a woman is being harassed.”

— Lisa Kleypas

253. “I’ve never heard of a man being so eager to confess to the parent of a girl he’s just ruined.”

— Lisa Kleypas

254. “I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.”

— Lisa Kleypas

255. “Your only value to me,” he said in a low tone, “is your knowledge of Lillian Bowman’s whereabouts. If I can’t obtain that from you, I’ll send you to the devil. Tell me, or I’ll choke it from you. And believe that I have enough of my father in me to do it without a second thought.”

— Lisa Kleypas

256. “The fourteen-year-old boys, Ashton and Augustus, were the youngest offspring of Mr. and Mrs. Simon Hunt, who had been close friends to the Challons since before Phoebe had been born.”

— Lisa Kleypas

257. “She felt tears slip from beneath her lashes, no matter how she tried to blink them back. Her heart was ablaze. It seemed that her entire life had led to this man, this moment of unexpressed love.”

— Lisa Kleypas

258. “As she had once told Kathleen, sometimes one had to love something before it became lovable.”

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259. “St. Vincent. Her husband. He was naked, or at least the upper half of him was. He slept on his stomach, his smoothly muscled arms curved around the pillow beneath his head. The broad lines of his shoulders and back were so perfect that they seemed to have been carved from pale Baltic amber and sanded to a glossy finish. His face was much softer in repose than it was in wakefulness... the calculating eyes were closed, and his mouth was relaxed into gentle, innocently sensuous lines.”

— Lisa Kleypas

260. “I’m all tangled up in these dratted – ” she hesitated, wondering what to call the elaborate wooden curls and twists carved into the back of the settee. “ – swirladingles,” she finished. “Acanthus scrolls,” the man said at the same time. A second passed before he asked blankly, “What did you call them?” “Never mind,” Pandora said with chagrin. “I have a bad habit of making up words, and I’m not supposed to say them in public.” “Why not?” “People might think I’m eccentric.”

— Lisa Kleypas

261. “It was insane to let a creature so perfectly beautiful and artlessly spirited and vulnerable as his wife venture out into a world that could crush her with casual unconcern, and he had no choice but to allow it. But he had no illusions about ever being comfortable with it. For the rest of his life, he would feel a stab of dread every time she walked out the door, leaving him there with his heart wide open.”

— Lisa Kleypas

262. “Following Westcliff, Lord St. Vincent paused just long enough to murmur to Amelia, “Although most advice should be distrusted, particularly when it comes to myself... keep an open mind, Miss Hathaway. One should never look a rich husband in the mouth.” He winked at her and left, striding to the back terrace along with Westcliff.”

— Lisa Kleypas

263. “Jesus, you get sentimental when you’re high on paint fumes.”

— Lisa Kleypas

264. “I always counsel aspiring novelists that passion is the most important quality for a writer to possess – technique can be taught, but that relentless desire to write has to come from within.”

— Lisa Kleypas

265. “Once again Matthew was taken unaware by the extent of the feelings she inspired in him, his own limitless desire to fill her with happiness. “Whatever you need,” he whispered, “Whatever you want, I’ll get it for you. Just tell me.”

— Lisa Kleypas

266. “He’s not going to die, you know. It’s only nice, saintly people who suffer untimely deaths.” She gave a quiet laugh. “Whereas selfish bastards like St. Vincent live to torment other people for decades.”

— Lisa Kleypas

267. “I had asked Todd once if he was gay, and he had said he didn’t care if someone was a man or a woman, he was more interested in the person’s inside. “So are you bisexual?” I had asked, and he had laughed at my insistence on a label. “I guess I’m bipossible,” he had said, and pressed a warm, careless kiss on my lips.”

— Lisa Kleypas

268. “And then another letter had come from Christopher, so devastating that Amelia wondered how mere scratches of ink on paper could rip someone’s soul to shreds. She had wondered how she could feel so much pain and still survive.”

— Lisa Kleypas

269. “I like that word,” Pandora mused. “Strumpet. It sounds like a saucy musical instrument.” “It.”

— Lisa Kleypas

270. “Milady,” she said quietly, “I hardly recognize ye.” Holly’s smile wavered, and she took a deep breath. “Is that a good thing or a bad thing, Maude? What would my husband have said, if he had ever seen me like this?” “I think Master George would have loved to see ye in that red gown,” Maude replied thoughtfully. “He was a man, after all.”

— Lisa Kleypas

271. “You said I could kiss you,” came his gentle, wicked whisper near her ear. “But, my love... you didn’t specify where.”

— Lisa Kleypas

272. “Murmuring her name, he brought her hand to his face and nuzzled ardently into her palm, his lips brushing the warm circlet of her gold wedding band. “My love is upon you,” he whispered... and she knew then that she had won. This imperfect, extraordinary, passionate man was hers, his heart given over completely to her safekeeping. It was a trust she would never betray.”

— Lisa Kleypas

273. “And it occurred to me that friendship was a lot more dependable, not to mention long-lasting, than love.”

— Lisa Kleypas

274. “I understood finally that the thing I should have feared most was not loss, but never loving. The price for safety was the regret I felt at this moment. And yet I would have to live with it for the rest of my life.”

— Lisa Kleypas

275. “I know when something is too important to be decided by logic.”

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276. “You can say whatever you like to me. I’m your oyster.”

— Lisa Kleypas

277. “Something about her brings out the devil in me.”

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278. “Because I realized during the past few days that I can’t leave doubt in anyone’s mind about to whom you belong. Especially not yours.”

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279. “Some people there’s no getting over.”

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280. “A queen, you are,” he said softly. “I could travel the world the rest of my life, and not find another woman with half your ways.”

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281. “Please be real,” she gasped. “Please don’t be a dream.” “I’m real,” Matthew said huskily. “Don’t cry so hard, there’s no – oh, Daisy, love – ” He gripped her head in his hands and pressed comforting words against her lips while she struggled to get even closer to him. He eased her to the floor, using the reassuring weight of his body to subdue her.”

— Lisa Kleypas

282. “The perfume works,” she insisted. “Not only did you respond to it, but Annabelle tried it on her husband – and she swears that he kept her up all night as a result.” “Sweetheart,” Marcus said wryly, “Hunt has behaved like a boar in rut around Annabelle since the first day they met. It’s typical behavior for him, where she is concerned.”

— Lisa Kleypas

283. “The sin was not love, but the lack of it. The thing to fear was not scandal, but the betrayal of one’s own morality.”

— Lisa Kleypas

284. “These are marks of a life well lived, and risks taken, and miracles you brought into the world. They’re signs of having loved and been loved.”

— Lisa Kleypas

285. “You look like a butterfly that’s just flown in from the garden,” Hunt said softly.”

— Lisa Kleypas

286. “Daisy had known the novel was silly even as she had read it, but that had not detracted one bit from her enjoyment.”

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287. “I grew up being very shy, very much a bookworm, and I remember desperately wondering how to be accepted by the popular kids.”

— Lisa Kleypas

288. “Here’s your hat, and by the way, I’m a virgin.”

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289. “How the hell could she hold him at fault for the situation when he’d had no choice in any of it? “What did I do to deserve that?” he demanded. West’s mouth twitched. “Aside from saying you were going to cast her out and destroy her home?” “I apologized!” “Never apologize to women. It only confirms that you were wrong, and incenses them further.”

— Lisa Kleypas

290. “There’s only one thing a bully respected: bigger bully.”

— Lisa Kleypas

291. “Kev wasn’t certain if he was surrendering to Win or to his own passion for her. Only that there was no more holding back. He would take her. And he would give her everything he had, every part of his soul, even the broken pieces.”

— Lisa Kleypas

292. “No woman should be afraid to sparkle.”

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293. “I die,” he continued, “you’re next in line.” “Do you actually believe I’ll outlive you?” West asked. “With all my vices?” “I have just as many.” “Yes, but I’m far more enthusiastic about mine.”

— Lisa Kleypas

294. “Those mesmerizing eyes stared right into hers with an intensity that caused her brain to do an abrupt control-alt-delete.”

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295. “The span of three or four minutes is pretty insignificant in the scheme of things. People lose hundreds of minutes everyday, squandering them on trivial things. But sometimes in those fragments of time, something can happen you’ll remember the rest of your life.”

— Lisa Kleypas

296. “And I wonder how Gage knew this is what my soul has craved. He turns me to face him, his eyes searching. It occurs to me that no one in my life has ever concerned himself so thoroughly with my happiness.”

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297. “I’ve lost someone, too. And there were no rules for how to deal with the death of someone you loved. You had to accept that the loss would always stay with you, like a reminder note pinned to the inside of your jacket. But there were still opportunities for happiness. Even joy.”

— Lisa Kleypas

298. “I’ve never heard that the sexual act requires any particular intelligence. From what I’ve observed, many stupid people are easily able to produce children.”

— Lisa Kleypas

299. “Now the line was drawn. Lucy had never thought that one of the fiercest battles of her life would be fought over a breakfast table, with quiet words carefully chosen.”

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300. “My parents never said it. They thought you shouldn’t wear out the words.”

— Lisa Kleypas