Perfect

She wept with shame for her lack of will and with fear for a love she couldn't control.

XXX Holic

Coincidence is only but an illusion. There's only fate.

Skip Beat

As long as there are strong feelings for each other, one day, the feelings will connect. Then that will give energy to something known as the power of miracles. A strength that cannot be born by itself.


In this world, the one's who are deceived are wrong.


To reach your dreams you have to keep fighting, even if it means getting a bit dirty on the way, right?


If sorry can resolve everything, why would there be a need for hell in this world?

The Prince of Tennis II

Regardless if this is a den of monsters or even hell, we'll see this through to the end, every last one of us.
Nothing is more unpredictable than a weak animal when its cornered.

An Amalgamation of Quotes 1

You like someone who can't like you back because unrequited love can  be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot. - John Green


Their silence comfortable. Something unfolding. But what? Not love, which wrenched and wounded. Not love, which came only once. - Annie Proulx

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares. - Henri Nouwen

To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment. -Ralph Waldo Emerson

The past was always there, lived inside of you, and it helped to make you who you were. But it had to be placed in perspective. The past could not dominate the future. - Barbara Taylor Bradford

Sometimes two people will regard each other over a gulf too wide to ever be bridged, and know immediately what could have happened, and that it never will. - Roger Abert

The headiest loves were the loves that couldn't be. -  Anna Godbersen

Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square hole. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them. About the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do. - Apple Computer Inc.

Life was life. It happened. You never knew what was going to come at you. Or how you could defend yourself. - Barbara Taylor Bradford

I'm an observer. I read about life. I research life. I find a corner in a room and melt into it. I can become invisible. It's an art, and I am a wonderful practitioner. - Christine Feehan

Her life was beginning to make sense again, although she couldn’t say she was enjoying it. But her mind was clear, and her heart was not constantly as heavy. Only when she thought about him. But she knew that in time, she’d survive it. She had done it before and would again. Eventually the heart repairs. - Danielle Steel

Romance is the glamour which turns the dust of everyday life into a golden haze. - Elinor Glyn

One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can't utter. - James Earl Jones

Handle your scandal. - Krissie Williams

Here we are, trapped in the amber of the moment. There is no why. - Kurt Vonnegut

Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgement that
something else is more important than fear. - Meg Cabot

I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain. - Frank Herbert

When we read a story, we inhabit it. The covers of the book are like a roof and four walls. What is to happen next will take place within the four walls of the story. And this is possible because the story's voice makes everything its own. - John Berg



Compiler's Note: If you have been following my blog, you will realize this post is different than the others. To put it simply, I just liked these random quotes and I wanted to put them in my blog, but I didn't see the necessity of a separate post for each of these authors. So I just compiled them altogether. 

The Last Time They Met

The enduring struggle to capture in words the infinite possibilities of a life not lived.

Becoming Jane

Sometimes affection is a shy flower that takes time to blossom
Affection is desirable. Money is absolutely indispensable.
Nothing destroys spirit like poverty.

Surrender to the Devil

"Life is a journey, Frannie darling," Feagan had once told me. "Choose well those with whom you travel."
As always, I've followed Feagan's counsel.

"Were you really not frightened?"
"Sometimes I was terrified, but that was the whole point."
"You wanted  to be afraid?" She couldn't imagine deliberately putting herself in a position of fear.
"I wanted to test my courage, my determination. It was a journey of discovery, but it was more about what I discovered within myself. What I discovered about the world was simply a bonus."
"And what did you discover about yourself, I mean?"
"That I'm not nearly as weak as I thought, nor nearly as strong as I'd hoped.

...at the end she'd be nothing more than a memory, if that.

"You look beautiful."
"Anyone can appear beautiful in the shadows."

"Would you rather leave?"
"Absolutely not."
"I may be bloodied, but I can still carry a sword."

Fascinating. He'd never known a woman who didn't take up residence in front of a looking glass.
"Why have you an aversion to gazing in the mirror?"
"Because within a mirror I can't avoid looking into my own eyes. The life I've lived is reflected in my eyes and there are parts of it that I wish to forget."
"Yet, it has made you the fascinating woman you are."

"When I was much younger and lived in Claybourne's residence, Luke's grandfather arranged an afternoon tea in the garden with a few of the girls my age. They arrived in coaches and carriages and they were so beautiful. Their laughter was soft and sweet, so very different from the harsh laughter in the rookeries. I thought, "Oh my goodness, I'm going to be like them.
"They hurt me that day without touching me. They taught me that words can slice like a knife. They wanted to know about life in the rookeries, and I made the mistake of telling them that I slept with Luke and Jack and Jim. And sometimes at night, I still slept with Luke. They made it into something ugly. It was really rather innocent. To lie in the circle of someone's arms while you sleep can be very, very nice. But I never slept with them again. Never told them why. Those girls took that from me. And I let them."

"It's difficult when you love someone whom you know on some level is wicked."

Expectations were never in short supply.

Do you want to know?" he asked.
"I suppose it depends on the answer."
"Which answer would you prefer?"
"I'm not really sure. Both leave a lot to be desired."
    
"I want to see you again," Greystone said quietly.
"I'm not certain that's wise. We are of different worlds, Your Grace. In yours, I am but one night and in mine you are destined to be merely a memory."

"In my world travels, I saw a good many varieties of butterflies. They're incredibly delicate creatures, but they shouldn't be underestimated. Observing them as I did, I learned a valuable lesson. Sometimes if you surround a butterfly too closely, it
couldn't fly if it wanted to."

He wanted to change her past, but even as he thought it, he realized it was her very past that had shaped her into a woman who fascinated him.

And what about you, Frannie? he wanted to ask. Who will save you?

But life was precarious and opportunities were never guaranteed.

It was easier to break promises when they weren't voiced.

"Will it fade? The tattoo?"
"No."
"Why would you want it on your shoulder like that, something that will forever be there?"
"As I recall, I was quite drunk at the time and thought it a good idea."
"Why a dragon?"
"Symbolic. We all face dragons in one way or another, at one time or another."
"So it's not a good thing."
"Depends whether or not we slay them. It all made perfect sense when I was drunk."
"Did you slay yours?"
"I thought so at the time."

"I am the bookkeeper, after all, and as a rule the numbers don't behave too badly."

"It seems melancholy weather."
"I prefer to think of it more as weather designed for reflection."
"You are the eternal optimist."

Fewer candles flickered. Fewer words were spoken. Fewer breaths were taken.

In his world, there was right and wrong, good and evil. Hers contained no absolutes. Hers
was a world of grays. Hers was what his was truly becoming. The irony didn't escape him. At night, nothing was clear. Lines blurred. Shadows removed definitions.

Her dreams led her to the darkest parts of London where he couldn't follow and keep her safe. His dreams had ceased to exist long ago.

...fortune was a fickle mistress.

Henry nodded. "May I ask you a question?"
"Certainly, Your Grace."
He pointed at Jack. "Is he the Artful Dodger?"
Mr. Dickens bent low. "I write fiction, Your Grace. The characters in my books do not really exist, but if they did," he winked, "I do believe he would be the Artful Dodger."
"I knew it!"
"And do you see that gentleman over there?"
"Lord Claybourne?"
"Dickens nodded. "He would be Oliver."
"And what about Miss Frannie?"
"She is every sweet girl who appears in the story."

Once, when our paths crossed, he told me that the kindest thing I'd ever done was to not marry him. Perhaps because he was passionately in love with a woman who possessed the wisdom to adore him as he deserved.

When Sterling's eyesight did finally fail him completely, we were up in years, content to sit in our garden and reflect on what a wondrous and exciting life we;d led. He did not see my hair fade into silver. For him it was always a vibrant red. I watched him age gracefully and with dignity. He leaned on me much more than he did his walking stick, which was how it should be, because when I needed him most, he was always there for me. Each day I thought I could love him no more than I already did and the following morning I was always proven wrong, for I awoke loving him just a little bit more."

"I knew what I possessed was exactly what I wanted, that I desired no more than what I had."

He didn't know how one's flesh prickled when fear took hold. He didn't understand what it was like to gaze into the future and know that it would be nothing more than a dark and lonely place.

I daresay with age comes the inclination not to care much what others think.
  

Waking Up With the Duke

She thought her world had stopped falling apart, but she was wrong. It had simply become isolated, her focus narrowed to struggling not to continually grieve for all that had been irrevocably lost.

But in the moonlight they were little more than silhouettes. A reflection of her life. A
mere shadow of what she'd expected it to be.

"I think your mother loves Leo."
"I don't know if she loves him enough."
"What would be enough?"
"To give up on the promise of love from another."

She angled her chin proudly. "Very well. If you insist. I've come to invite you to my wedding."
He shook his head sadly. "That I cannot do, my love."
"But it shall be the talk of London. I want you there. Desperately."
He gazed out to the sea. "I never thought you to be cruel, Tess. I can deny you nothing. But please don't ask this of me."
"But if you're not there, my dear, dear Leo, then however shall I marry you?"
She watched as the shock of her words rippled over his beloved features. "Me? But you always said no when I asked for your hand."
"I was a foolish woman. Lynnford was the love of my youth. And as we have talked these many weeks as we've not been able to talk in years, so we discovered that neither of us is the person that each of us fell in love with. We were holding onto someone who no longer exists."
She took a tentative step toward him. "You love me as I am now. And I shall love you always. Marry me, Leo. For God's sake, marry me."

He wondered if his own child would like to have a dog, then shook off the thought. He was years away from having a child. He needed a wife first, and obtaining her would be far more trouble than obtaining a mistress. Here, he had yet to get a mistress.

She wondered if any of them had truly understood the cost of what they were asking of each other.

Sometimes little is better than nothing at all.

What had seemed so simple then seemed so complicated now.

Doors had closed and opportunities had opened. She felt lost, at a crossroads, not knowing which path to take.