Anne Calhoun Quotes

The guy snarled out a string of profanity describing his night with Conn's mother.

"Sounds about right," Conn said, but Matt didn't miss the glint in Conn's eye. "She's been dead for twenty years, but dead's probably the only way you get laid. ~ Anne Calhoun

Because there's nothing like the feel of a woman's body under mine, all tight and hot and wet as she slowly comes apart. ~ Anne Calhoun

What spooked him was how the lack of a barrier ratcheted up not only the physical sensation but also the pound of his heart, the inability to get air into his lungs. ~ Anne Calhoun

You look so sexy wearing my cuffs," he growled.
"I'm gonna leave them on when I fuck you. Feel how hard I am? That's from thinking about every stroke, so hot and wet. ~ Anne Calhoun

I meant you're very, very persuasive and I doubt I'd resist for long if you set your mind to convincing me."

"Say no sometime. Let me persuade you. ~ Anne Calhoun

Kissing meant he had to touch. Touching meant he wanted to crush her under him. Getting her under him meant he had to be inside her, and when he got there the only thing that kept him from losing it and going all caveman on her was the knowledge that he'd scare her to death if he did. ~ Anne Calhoun

When you get everything aligned, when love welcomes the longing, accepts it, learns to live with it, you make love. ~ Anne Calhoun

I'll sacrifice a little skin to watch you come under me, beautiful. ~ Anne Calhoun

Shitstorms happen. It's what you do after the storm ends that matters. ~ Anne Calhoun

He'd never seen a woman look more satiated, a small, knowing smile on her face, like she knew a secret. A secret about him. One he didn't even know. ~ Anne Calhoun

There is no fix for this. She has to endure it, and somewhere along the line she has to learn to live again. Surviving isn't the goal. Living is. This is a battle between me and her grief, and I'm going to be the last man standing. ~ Anne Calhoun

I'm not trying to rescue her. She can rescue herself. I just want to give her a reason to try. ~ Anne Calhoun

The best things are never easy, Hunter. ~ Anne Calhoun

How can you even think about being awake in the world, let alone caring about someone?"
"Because they may be gone, but I'm not. I honor their memories by living, not by becoming the walking dead. ~ Anne Calhoun

You don't have to be better, or healed, or over your husband. You just have to be here. That's all I'm asking for. I'm not asking for forever. I'm just asking you to be here, now, with me. ~ Anne Calhoun

It was easy to be with her, so easy he forgot about the rest of the world. ~ Anne Calhoun

I like how you blush, beautiful. ~ Anne Calhoun

He'd always enjoyed the slow, sexy build of foreplay, loved women's bodies and all the mysterious, amazing things they could do, but with Lacey, he couldn't detach. Kissing meant he had to touch. Touching meant he wanted to crush her under him. Getting her under him meant he had to be inside her, ~ Anne Calhoun

She was so goddamn beautiful, the way things that could end you were. Guns. Knives. The tawny bird of prey she resembled. ~ Anne Calhoun

The human heart is my school. ~ Anne Rice

I wake up to profound perspective that allows me to celebrate the choices of my moments, of my life. ~ Mary Anne Radmacher

What're you doing?" I threw my arms around his neck, securing myself to him.
"I'm carrying you home," he said firmly, his voice shaken.
"But it's two more blocks. You can't carry me that far," I argued.
"I can and I will," he insisted. "Let me help you Beth, please."
Instantly I relaxed into his arms. It may have been my lack of options, or that I felt weak in the knees every time he said my name; either way, I didn't argue. I knew I was safe with him. ~ Anne Carol

Behind them in the garden the little stone house brooded among the shadows. It was lonely but not forsaken. It had not yet done with dreams and laughter and the joy of life; there were to be future summers for the little stone house; meanwhile, it could wait. And over the river in purple durance the echoes bided their time. ~ L.M. Montgomery

Live today. Then the next day. And the one after that. Unless you're inclined to jump off the nearest cliff, of course, but surviving is fairly addictive. Do it once, and you get more determined to keep on doing it. ~ Anne Corlett

The blowing mist, filled with the light of the moon, was seeking to swallow the lamps of the heavens. ~ Anne Rice

Who sees the other half of Self, sees Truth. ~ Anne Cameron

Let me hold your heart like a flower lest it bloom and collapse. ~ Anne Sexton

If I read a book that impresses me, I have to take myself firmly by the hand, before I mix with other people; otherwise they would think my mind rather queer. ~ Anne Frank

And through the gloom I saw that mortal boy watching me, and I smelled the hot aroma of his flesh. ~ Anne Rice

Can two trapped people help each other, or will they simply bring each other more heart ache? ~ Anne Eliot

You may have gotten into the habit of doubting that voice that was telling you quite clearly what was really going on. It is essential you get that back. ~ Anne Lamott

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
I'm sick of this poem,
you probably are too. ~ Anne Mazer

Something started thumping rhythmically against the door. Julianne hiccoughed and stared in horror, fearing whoever was in there would fling it open.
A man grunted again and again.
Georgette frowned. "Is he ill?"
The door thumped harder. A woman started making repetitive high-pitched noises, sounding like a squealing pig.
Julianne frowned. "What are they - hic - doing?"
"We must leave," Anne whispered.
The thumping turned into banging, and the man's grunting grew louder. "Feel my mighty sword."
"He has a sword?" Georgette asked.
The woman behind the door screamed.
Georgette gasped. "He killed her."
"I'm coming," the man said.
"Not inside me," the woman said in a curt voice. "I don't want a brat."
Julianne dropped the candle and clapped her hand over her mouth. She'd thought a bed was required. As she stared at the door, she tried to figure out how the amorous couple had managed, but she failed. ~ Vicky Dreiling

Do you think that we're wired this way? With the devil inside?" "Yeah, in the same way we're wired for God. But not to the same extent. ~ Anne Lamott

Furthermore - "

"There's a 'furthermore'?" His voice was utterly inflectionless.

" - I'm not a child. I'm a lady born of one of England's finest and oldest families, and I daresay even you know how to behave in the presence of a lady. Regardless of the inconvenience I've caused you, I'll thank you to remember whatever manners you've managed to feign to date, because the ones you're exhibiting do you no credit and merely reinforce the prevailing opinion, Captain Flint, that you are a savage." She delighted in giving the S a serpent-like sibilance. "The measure of a gentleman is how he behaves when he hasn't an audience to witness the beauty of his manners. And I wouldn't expect you to understand this, my lord, but centuries of fine breeding have ensured that I need not, as you say, exert myself if I choose not to. Only the likes of you equate the actual need to work with virtue. It is in fact due to the work of my ancestors that I no longer need to, and my family considers this a mark of honor. ~ Julie Anne Long

St. Augustine wrote something once, something I think about often," he said. " 'God triumphs on the ruins of our plans.' And maybe that is what is happening here. We make blunders, we make mistakes, and somehow new doors open, new possibilities arise, opportunities of which we've never dreamed. ~ Anne Rice

Dammit." Kate folded her arms. "I don't understand why she has to flaunt her sexuality. It's a private thing. She should keep it that way. Be discreet, like her sister. I don't see you out there exposing yourself to the world."
Not because I wouldn't, I wanted to say. And it wasn't about sexuality. Not entirely. It was about identify. Love.
Kate added, "She's just asking for trouble."
I thought she was asking for acceptance. ~ Julie Anne Peters

Then there're Theseus, Oedipus, Peleus, Orpheus, Jason and Hercules all waiting to be untangled, since their various deeds are running crisscross through my mind like multicolored threads in a dress. Myron ~ Anne Frank

No one must know that my heart and mind are constantly at war with each other. Up to know reason has always won the battle, but will my emotions get the upper hand? Sometimes I fear they will, but more often I actually hope they do! ~ Anne Frank

Each painting is fresh and new, a surprise even to myself. ~ Anne Jackson

Every woman's path is difficult, and many mothers were as equipped to raise children as wire monkey mothers. I say that without judgment: It is, sadly, true. An unhealthy mother's love is withering. ~ Anne Lamott

Anne Shirley. Anne with an e. ~ Lucy Maud Montgomery

People always think their world is coming to an end if they're exposed, and of course it isn't coming to an end; it goes right on exactly the way it always was. ~ Anne Roiphe

None of us ever do," said Mrs. Allan with a sigh. "But then, Anne, you know what Lowell says, 'Not failure but low aim is crime.' We must have ideals and try to live up to them, even if we never quite succeed. Life would be a sorry business without them. With them it's grand and great. Hold fast to your ideals, Anne. ~ L.M. Montgomery

Jubal threw his sign down in disgust and stalked away from the group. Sosi ran after him, the clipboard with the soggy petition ~ Anne McCaffrey

It doesn't seem FAIR, said Anne rebelliously. Babies are born and live where they are not wanted-where they will be neglected-where they have no chance. I would have loved my baby so-and cared for it tenderly-and tried to give her every chance for good. And yet I wasn't allowed to keep her. ~ L.M. Montgomery

The winter street is a salt cave. The snow has stopped falling and it's very cold. The cold is spectacular, penetrating. The street has been silenced, a theatre of whiteness, drifts like frozen waves. Crystals glisten under the streetlights. ~ Anne Michaels

Once I ran out of excuses, I reclaimed my life. Now, I don't need excuses. ~ Jamie Anne Richardson

Resentments make even the best of us feel superior. ~ Anne Lamott