Julie Garwood Quotes

Carter was so taken aback by her attack he dropped his knife. "You knocked him stupid," he bellowed.
"No," Emily corrected in what she believed was a reasonable tone of voice. "He was already stupid. I knocked him out.

Iain took hold of both her hands and squeezed to get her attention. Then he took a deep breath. Even with his men watching, he wanted the words to be right, his declaration to be one she would always remember. It was a damned awkward undertaking, trying to think of loving words, and he had absolutely no experience in this area, but he was still determined not to muck it up. The moment needed to be perfect for her. "Judith," he began. "Yes, Iain?" "I'm keeping you.

They're allies, Jamie."
She immediately let go of him, straightened her back, and refolded her hands in her lap. "I guessed as much," she whispered.
It was a lie, made blacker still when she added, "Even from this distance I can see them smiling."
"An eagle couldn't see their faces from this distance," he answered dryly.
"We English have perfect eyesight.

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Are you going to keep her?"
"Yes."
"Does she know it?"
"Not yet."
Ramsey overheard the conversation and laughed heartily. "I assume you've considered all the problems, Brodick."
"I have."
"It won't be an easy life for her living with - " Ramsey began. Brodick finished his sentence for him.
"Living with the Buchanan clan. I know, and I worry about her adjustment."
Ramsey grinned. "That's not what I was going to say. It won't be easy for her living with you. Rumor has it, you're a difficult man to be around."
Brodick didn't take offense. "Gillian's aware of my flaws."
"And she'll still have you?" Winslow asked.
"As a matter of fact, she has refused to marry me."
Knowing Brodick as well as they did, both Ramsey and Winslow began to laugh again.
"So when's the wedding?" Ramsey asked.

Do you have feelings for this kind man?"
"You shouldn't ask her such a question," Frances Catherine said. "But do you, Gillian?

muttered. "Your husband

Someday, my love, you're going to understand just how much I care for you. You're my light, my warmth, my other half. I only feel alive when I'm with you. I love you. Caine

When you brush your teeth, I'll squeeze the toothpaste.

Let me know, Iain." "Let you know what?" "If you're going to keep her or not." "And if I'm not?" "Then I am.

Sometimes the most simple conclusion is also the most correct

The baron reminds me of someone, but I can't quite put my finger on who it is," Ramsey remarked.
"I swear my own father never talked to me the way Gillian's uncle just did."
"Your father died before you were old enough to know him."
"It was humiliating, damn it. He sure as certain wasn't what I expected. The way Gillian talked about him, I pictured a mild-mannered gentleman. She thinks he's ... gentle. Is the woman blind? How in God's name can she love such a crotchety old ... "
Ramsey's head snapped up, and he suddenly burst into laughter, breaking Brodick's train of thought. "It's you."
"What?"
"Morgan ... he reminds me of you. My God, Gillian married a man just like her uncle. Look at the baron and you'll see yourself in twenty years."
"Are you suggesting I'm going to become a belligerent, foul-tempered old man?"
"Hell, you're already belligerent and foul-tempered. No wonder she fell in love with you," he drawled

You have many flaws, he announced ... "But there was one flaw that made all the other imperfections pale in comparison."
"Was?" she asked. "I don't have this flaw any longer?"
"No, you don't."
"Pray tell," she muttered in exasperation, "what was this terrible flaw?"
He grinned. "You used to be English.

I'm a doctor," she reminded him. "Nothing embarrasses me."
"Yeah? So if I call the hospital while you're making rounds, you won't be embarrassed when I have the operator page Dr. Smarty-pants?

It's the wife's duty, isn't it, to be submissive to her husband?" Christina asked.
"It is," Lyon answered. His hands moved to the fastenings on her dress. "Oh, yes, it definitely is."
"Then I shall be submissive, Lyon," Christina announced. "When it suits me.

All right then, I will," she said, delicately dabbing at the corners of her mouth with her napkin. "Safe sex, Nicholas." "Yes, dear," Viola agreed. She circle the table, collecting the plates, "We want you to practice safe sex…shall we have dessert?

As soon as the boy left the hall, Ramsey suggested that Brodick fill Gideon in on all that had transpired.
"Our commanders are going to have to coordinate their efforts for the attack," he said. "Iain wants Winslow and Dylan and you to handpick the soldiers who'll ride with us into England."
"We're attacking England?" Gideon asked, astonished.
"No," Brodick answered. "Though the thought of it warms my heart.

Remorse has no place in a warrior's mind ... A war is like a game of chess, Nicholaa. Every battle is like a well-thought-out move on the board. Once it begins, there shouldn't be any emotion involved whatsoever.

In a low whisper she was certain only her friend could
hear, she said, I specifically remember we both promised never to drink from any man's goblet of wine. From the looks of you, Frances Catherine, I'm thinking you broke your word.

The Scots take what they want when they want it. She also said they have special preferences." "And what might those be?" Beak asked. "Strong horses, fat sheep, and soft women," Mary said. "Horses, sheep, and women?

As a matter of fact, she has refused to marry me."
"So when's the wedding?" Ramsey asked.

Johanna sat by the fire every night and worked on her tapestry. Dumfries waited until she was settled in her chair and then draped himself across her feet. It became a ritual for Alex to squeeze himself up next to her and fall asleep during her stories about fierce warriors and fair maidens. Johanna's tales all had a unique twist, for none of the heroines she told stories about ever needed to be rescued by their knights in shining armor. More often than not, the fair maidens rescued their knights.
Gabriel couldn't take issue with his wife. She was telling Alex the truth. It was a fact that maidens could rescue mighty, arrogant warriors. Johanna had certainly rescued him from a bleak, cold existence. She'd given him a family and a home. She was his love, his joy, his companion.
She was his saving grace.

Damn, you're good,' he said and rolled onto his back. The man wasn't much for flowery speech, Alesandra thought with a smile. It didn't matter. She was arrogantly proud of herself because she'd pleased him. Perhaps she should give him a little praise too. She rolled onto her side to face him, put her hand on his chest directly over his pounded heart, and whispered. 'You're good, too. 'Tis the truth, you're the best I've ever had.'
He opened his eyes to look at her. 'I'm the only one you've ever had, remember?' His voice was gruff with affection.
'I remember,' she said.
'No other man is ever going to touch you, Alesandra. You're mine.

Much strength and endurance did she have stored inside her? He hoped to God she had enough to see this nightmare through.

To do injustice is more disgraceful than to suffer it. PLATO, GORGIAS

Made­lyne, I would like to speak to you in pri­vate after din­ner."

"Speak to me about what?" Made­lyne de­manded with a dis­grun­tled look.

"Men and their horses," Dun­can told her

Your trying to take them away from me, and I can't let you do that.I'm not ready to let go."
"Exactly what am I taking away?"
"My family."
"Brenna ... "
She wouldn't let him continue. "You are trying to take them away, aren't you? And if you succeed, what will I have left?"
"Me.

He was so damned happy to see her, he frowned. She smiled back.

What are you doing?"
" making love to you. roll over katie."
" but we ... you're ... "
" sure am."
" we can't.."
"it's just one night, right?
"yes."
"night's not over

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She'd been told time and again that it was rude stare, but she didn't obey her mother's rule now. The giant mesmerized her and she wanted to remember everything she could about him.
He must have felt her staring at him, though because he suddenly turned and looked directly her.
Brenna decided to make her papa proud of her and behave like a proper young lady. She grabbed a fistful of her skirt, hiked it up to her knees, and bent down to curtsy. She promptly lost her balance and almost hit her head against the floor, but she was quick enough to lean back so she could land on her
bottom.
She stood back up, remembered to let go of her skirts, and peeked up at the stranger to see what he thought about her newly acquired skill.
The giant smiled at her.
As soon as he looked away, she squeezed herself up against Rachel's backside again.
"I'm going to marry him," she whispered.

The first time she slit a man's throat she felt sick to her stomach. The second time? Not so much.

I just want to make people smile.

Warriors do not speak of such feelings. I love you too, son, but I won't be telling you so.

Foolish men say things in anger that they later regret and an angry tongue does not mean one is guilty.

I wasn't strong enough to resist you. - Douglas Clayborne

I like writing about friends.

I don't like seeing you cry. You will stop." I'll give you a promise," he said gruffly. "And then you will cease your worrying." You will have confidence in my ability to protect you," he ordered. You will have faith in me. I command it.

You don't tell someone you're going to marry her. You ask."
He tried to kiss her again, but she turned her cheek, and he kissed her earlobe instead. "I asked your dad."
"You did?" She sounded breathless. "What did he say?"
"His exact words? 'Oh God, not another wedding.

Lyon knew she wasn't aware she was being watched, either. She wouldn't have eaten the leaf otherwise, or reached for another.
"Sir, which one is Princess Christina?" Andrew asked Lyon, just as Rhone started in choking on his laughter. Rhone has obviously been watching Christina, too.
"Sir?"
"The blond-headed one," Lyon muttered, shaking his head. He watched in growing disbelief as Christina daintily popped another leaf into her mouth.
"Which blond-headed one?" Andrew persisted.
"The one eating the shrubs.

Brenna jumped to her feet the second Father Sinclair entered the chamber. "I'm so happy to see you," she cried out.
"Be happy sitting down," Jamie ordered, hovering over her patient like a mother hen.

Noah, if we were to get married, you couldn't date anymore.

Anger and hate are destructive emotions and neither will change the facts.

Yes, I do. I think I'm very observant. I observe that the rash on your left hand isn't going to get better if you continue to use the same ointment. You're allergic to it. I observe that the gentleman in the third row on the left has a bad case of conjunctivitis-pinkeye, in the layman's terms. And the woman in the second row has a bag of candies in her purse, and she's trying to figure out away to eat them without making noise. They're M&M's. I also observe that your associate attorney at the defense table keeps looking at his watch and is very anxious to get out of here because he appears to have something going on with the court reporter. And I observe you're unzipped.

He's got places to go, people to see . . . ,

Physical beauty should have no importance in a lasting relationship.

Nathan does have a special nickname he uses when he address me," Sarah announced then,drawing her husband's attention. " You have my permision to use it,too." "Oh? Colin asked.He caught the surprise look on Nathan's face and became all the more curious."And what might that be?" "Damn it, Sara" Colin couldn't believe he'd heard correctly. "Did you say
" "Nathan usually addresses me as Damn It Sara. Don't you dear?" she asked her husband. "Colin,you may also
" As if on cue,Nathan muttered,"Damn it, Sara, don't push me.I ...

-"Nick?"
"I'm still here, Laurant."
-"Did you tell Tommy we slept together?"
"No, but you just did. He's standing right here."
She fell asleep. But this time she didn't have any dreams or nightmare.

"I'm still here, Laurant."
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She nodded. Nick opened the door, but she paused on the threshold. "Noah? What's your last name? "Clayborne," he answered. "Noah Clayborne.

Appearances and manners often cloak a black soul.

I'm never going to get these folds just so," she remarked.

"We'll practice that, too," Alec promised.

She didn't start to blush until Father Murdock asked what else they were practicing. "Perhaps I could lend my expertise," he suggested eagerly.

"A private matter," Jamie blurted out. "We can't use your assistance, Father, but we both thank you for offering."

Alec's devilish smile widened.

Iain didn't know what to say to her. They had all asked an incredible amount from her. She was such an innocent, too. Hell, she wasn't even married, and yet they'd demanded she deliver a baby. He wasn't even certain if she knew how Isabelle had conceived the babe.

Everything is your fault. You made me fall in love with you, and now I'm so upset I can't think or sleep or eat.

She let him know how much she liked what he was doing by scoring his back with her nails and crying out with pleasure.
"Oh, God."
"Nay, lass. Connor.

Only after the words were spoken did she realize what she had said. "My sins are all your fault, Brodick, and if I have to go to purgatory, then by God, you're going with me. Ramsey, if you do not stop laughing,I swear I shall toss you over this cliff."
"Do you love him, lass?" Father asked.
"I do not," she answered emphatically.
"It isn't a requirement," Laggan pointed out.
"I should hope not," she cried.
"But it would make your life easier," he countered.
"Gillian, you will tell the truth," Brodick demanded.
He grabbed hold of her hand. She tried to pull back, but he wouldn't let go.
"I have told the truth. I don't love Ramsey, and if he doesn't stop laughing at me, the Sinclairs will soon be looking for a new laird."
"Not Ramsey," Laggan shouted so he could be heard over Ramsey's laughter. "I'm asking you if you love Brodick."
"Did you tell Father I love you? Who else did you tell?

I didn't sleep with Brodick," she blurted out. "I have no need for a priest."
"Yes, you did too."
"Alec, it isn't polite to contradict your elders."
"But, Mama ... "
"Hush, sweetheart."
Gillian glared at Brodick. He could easily correct this horrid misunderstanding if he would only offer a quick explanation.
He wasn't inclined. He winked at her. "I didn't know a face could get that red," he remarked.
"Do explain," she demanded.
"Explain what?" he asked, feigning innocence.
She turned to Judith. "We were camping ... and it isn't what it sounds like ... I did sleep, and when I awakened ... they were all there ... "
"They?" Iain asked.
"His soldiers."
"You slept with his soldiers too?

May you always have A sunbeam to warm you, A moonbeam to charm you, A sheltering angel so nothing can harm you. An Irish Blessing

We English have perfect eyesight."
Alec finally turned to look at her. "Are you jesting with me, wife?"
"You decide, husband."
"Aye, you are," Alec answered. "I've already learned all about the English sense of humor."
"And what have you learned?"
"You don't have any.

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Well?"
"Well, what?"
"Damn it, Nathan, tell me what you think."
"About what?"
"Lady Sara," Colin persisted. "What do you think of her?"
"The truth, Colin?"
His friend gave a quick nod.
Nathan's smile was slow, easy. "She'll fit through the window.

"Well, what?"
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Odysseus and his soldiers to certain destruction. Odysseus

Flirting is the first step in a long process of finding the right man or woman.

Gabrielle turned to Colm. "These men will be of interest to you."
Colm looked them over. "Why is that?" he asked.
With her back to the infidels, she whispered, "They like to dig holes.

I've just vowed my love for you. Have you nothing to say in return?" Duncan asked.
"Thank you, husband.

Is he all right?" Jade asked Sterns.
He Swooned"
I know he swooned," Jade replied.

You'll be sorry if you marry a man you don't love.

I'm wearing clothes in my thoughts and dreams though. What am I wearing in yours?" she asked.
"Me."
Conversation between Mary Rose and Harrison in Julie Garwood's FOR THE ROSES

You might have started out with a clever plan in mind, but you fell in love with her somewhere along the way, didn't you?"
Iain refused to answer him. Douglas wouldn't let it go. "Do you love Judith?"
Iain let out a sigh. Judith's brother was turning out to be one hell of a nuisance. "Do you honestly believe I would marry a Maclean if I didn't love her?"
Laird Maclean let out a snort of laughter. "Welcome to the family, son.

I guess you could cross off the artist, Oregano." "Cinnamon," she corrected. "Her name is Cinnamon.

Iain didn't go back to sleep for a long while. He continued to think about all the logical reasons he would never allow himself to be turned into a lovesick weakling like Patrick, and when he finally fell asleep, he had convinced himself that he would distance his heart from his
mind.
He dreamed about her.

Every man has a weakness!" he patiently explained. "I'll find theirs, I promise you."
"Every man?"
"Yes," he answered emphatically.
...
"What is your weakness, Brodick?" she asked.
"You.

I love you. We're getting married, and that's the way it is. Get used to it.

When you're right, you're right." "That's it?" He was suddenly furious with her and didn't care that it showed. Damn it, she had told him she loved him, and after a one-minute argument, she caved. What the hell kind of love was that? "That's all you have to say?" "No, actually there is one more thing I'd like to mention." "Yeah? What's that?" "You're an idiot.

My uncle's a big man, muscular. He's given to bulk in his shoulders.Yes, I suppose he could be a little frightening.
So is his wife, Sara interjected with a smile. "I couldn't tell them apart."
He pinched her backside for being insolent. "Dunnford has a mustache."
"So does she.

You've given me value, Dun­can. In my heart I know I mat­ter to you.

She started three wars the first week.

Do you honestly believe I would have instructed the man to pay attention to what I was saying if I'd known all the while that he is the King of Scotland?

What are you doing?"
"What I've wanted to do for a long time."
She couldn't move, couldn't think. She was lost in his dark eyes, and as he slowly lowered his head toward hers, she whispered, "Are you going to throttle me, then?"
He was laughing when he kissed her.

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When she was rested. she'd find a way to escape. It was the duty of the captive, wasn't it?

Whatare they doing?"
Brodick glanced at the women. "Chasing Ramsey," he answered very matter-of-factly before returning to his task of scanning the field.
"Why?
"Why what?" he asked as he continued to search.
She sighed. "Why are the ladies chasing him?"
The question startled him, for what should have been obvious to Gillian appeared not to be obvious at all. With a shrug, he said, "It's what they all do."
"All the ladies chase him?" she asked, still not understanding.
He finally gave her his full attention. "Yes, they do," he said quietly.
"But why?"
"You don't know?"
"I wouldn't ask if I knew, Brodick," she said, thoroughly perplexed.
"They find him ... handsome," he finally said for lack of a better word. "That's what I've been told anyway.

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No one had Ramsey's patience, Brodick thought to himself. Gideon obviously didn't know his laird well, for if he did, he would have known that under that thin layer of civility and diplomacy beat the heart of a savage warrior whose temper put Brodick's to shame. Unlike Brodick, Ramsey was slow to ignite, but once he had reached his limit or had been prodded too far, his reaction was explosive and most impressive. He could be far more brutal than Brodick, and perhaps that was one of the reasons they had become such good friends. They trusted each other. Aye, Brodick trusted and admired Ramsey as much as he trusted and admired the man who had trained them to be leaders, Iain Maitland.

Do you think my husband and his soldiers will be overly upset with me?"
The priest broke into a wide grin. "I'll stand by your side when we find out," he said. "I would be honored to escort you to your husband."
The priest took hold of Johanna's arm. She didn't notice. "I expect them to be a little upset at first," she explained. "But only just a little."
"Yes," he agreed. "Tell me, lass. When was your last confession?"
"Why do you ask?"
"It's preferred to receive absolution before you meet your Maker.

Some men just don't cotton to the notion of being tied down to one woman

Sometimes extraordinary things can happen on the most ordinary of days.

Family," she whispered. "So many people go through their lives with blinders on. They become self-involved and only want to think about their wants and their desires. They don't leave room for anything else, and then, too late, they realize how important their families were.

Women bond differently, and I don't think men understand that.

One whisper, added to a thousand others, becomes a roar of discontent

A compliment about one's nature is more important because a person has to choose how to behave, whilst a compliment about one's appearance doesn't mean overly much because there is no choice involved there.

You take my heart with you, my loving captor."
"Nay, Madelyne. I am your captive in body and soul.

For though Duncan was a mere mortal, flawed as well, he'd accomplished a daring feat. Aye, he'd captured an angel. And she belonged to him.

Abhor that which is evil; Cleave to that which is good.

Nathan had just announced that come hell or high water,he was going to fix his flower.He just needed time to find out how.

Har­ri­son had start­ed out wor­ried that Cor­rie would shoot Mary Rose be­cause the wom­an was as crazy as ev­ery­one said she was, but by the time the one-​sid­ed con­ver­sa­tion was fin­ished, his con­cern had changed. Now he couldn't fig­ure out why Cor­rie didn't shoot her just to shut her up.

I love historical romance, absolutely love it.

It's a sin to hate, and for that reason alone, we must not hate the Normans ... We can, however, thoroughly dislike them, Alice.

A few minutes later, she was once again riding her own horse. Deciding to take the lead, she nudged the mare into a trot, and as she passed Brodick and Ramsey, she called out, "You used trickery."
"Yes, I did," he admitted. "Are you angry with me?"
She laughed again. "I don't get angry. I get even."
Unbeknownst to her, she had just recited the Buchanan creed.

My wife." "By what name is she called, Kincaid?" "Mine.

Come to me Elizabeth. Let me make you mine ...

Daydreams were dangerous because they made her wish for things she could never have.

Iain's gaze went back and forth between Gillian and Brodick. "Father Laggan's back," he remarked.
"And there's another, younger priest named Stevens with him."
"Why are you telling me this?" Brodick asked.
"I just wanted you to know there are two priests available," Iain explained with a meaningful glance at
Gillian.

Okay, I'll ask. How come you're being sued? And how come you're so calm about it?" "I might as well be calm," she said. "Getting all worked up won't do any good.

Judith, do you take Ian for your husband?" She looked up at him before giving her answer. "We'll see

Courting is for those who have not declared their love for one another- should not be considered a task.