Julie Miller Quotes

After he tipped his hat and left, Jillian watched him stride down the hallway. Yeah, Big-brotherly overprotection aside, fortysomething looked good on the police captain from this view, too. ~ Julie Miller

He wished he had some witty, romantic comeback. But he was the man he was, and words had never been a gift. "How about Delgado? I want to marry you. I want to be a daddy to this baby." He touched his forehead to hers and his heart spilled out. "I want… Oh, God, Jose… I love you so much. I love this baby. I was so scared I was going to lose you and I was never going to get the chance to tell you that I finally wised up and believed what you knew all along."

She lifted one hand to stroke his jaw with her soothing touch. "That we were meant to be together?"

"That I can love - that I do love. You." He turned his face to press a kiss into her palm. "Hell, honey, I've got nothing without you. I am nothing without you. ~ Julie Miller

He climbed into the bed behind her and spooned his body to hers, pulling the covers up over them both. "Sleep, sweetheart." Brushing her tangled hair off her face, he whispered a promise against her ear. "You're safe. ~ Julie Miller

Life isn't easy... Sometimes, stuff happens that isn't your fault, that you can't control. It doesn't mean you've failed or that or that you won't fail again. It just means that you have to fight harder. You have to be stronger. You can't let the bad stuff win. You have to keep getting up and moving forward even when you're afraid to or you don't think you can. ~ Julie Miller

He's practicing his Constitutional right to be a jackass. ~ Julie Miller

A pretty little thing like you with that sassy mouth and no husband or boyfriend? Are you a widow or a workaholic? ~ Julie Miller

She liked seeing John smile. He was usually so serious and guarded. The flash of boyish teasing warmed her heart. She'd liked the faintly possessive stamp of that kiss, too. Although she'd never imagined she would enjoy any man showing possessive tendencies around her again, there was something healthy and respectful, and completely new about the way John liked to hold her hands or take her arm, to subtly touch her - or kiss her. It was like falling in love for the first time all over again. He made her feel important. He listened. He got angry…on her behalf. John made her feel like a woman worth caring about, not a punching bag or vessel for sex or thing a man owned the way Danny had. He made her believe that with the right man - with John himself, perhaps - that it was okay for her to love again. - (Maggie) ~ Julie Miller

That was bliss. Being cared for. Wanted. Feeling so necessary to someone's existence that there was no place for the loneliness inside her. ~ Julie Miller

Niall's nostrils flared with a patience-inducing breath before he whispered, "Seriously? Are you packing today?"

Duff's overbuilt shoulders shifted as he turned to whisper a response. "Hey. You wear your glasses every day, Poindexter. I wear my gun."

"I wasn't aware that you knew what the term Poindexter meant."

"I'm smarter than I look" was Duff's terse response.

Keir chuckled. "He'd have to be."

Duff's muscular shoulders shifted. "So help me, baby brother, if you give me any grief today, I will lay you out flat."

"Zip it. Both of you."

Niall, Duff and Keir Watson ~ Julie Miller

I've never felt as strong as I do when I'm with you. I need you more than I need the truth, more than I need my next breath. ~ Julie Miller

He buried his face against her neck and held on to her healing compassion for just as long as she'd let him. ~ Julie Miller

For years I've been trying to turn myself into someone I'm not. Because that's what Court wanted. But you get me. I can be the man I want to be with you - the man I'm meant to be. You needed me to be that man. I'm a cop. Always have been, always will be. ~ Julie Miller

Come here." Without regard for modesty, she pulled off her T-shirt and wadded it up to stanch his wounds. He splayed his fingers on her bare stomach and grinned. "Honey, I'm afraid I can't help you with that right now. Maybe later?" How could he joke and flirt when she was so afraid? "Max. You're bleeding. Maybe dying. I don't want to lose you."
"Come. Here." He grabbed her and pulled her down into the grass beside him. He pressed a kiss to her temple and rubbed his grizzled cheek against hers. The sirens were getting closer. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine. You're the one who got shot. Twice."
"I'm gonna live through both. I'm a tough guy, remember?"
"Damn it, Max - "
"Rosemary March. Did you just swear? You know I don't like hearing that from you," he teased. He pulled her in for a kiss that lasted until a groan of pain forced him to come up for air. "You get under my skin, Rosie."
"Like an itchy rash?" she teased.
"Like an alarm clock finally waking me up to the life I'm supposed to have. With you."
So when did the tough guy learn to speak such beautiful things? Tears stung her eyes again as she found a spot where she could hug him without causing any pain.
"I know I'm not the guy you expected to want you like this, and I know you weren't the woman I was looking for. Hell, I wasn't even looking."
"Neither was I."
"But we found each other."
"We're good for each other."
"I'm not an easy man ~ Julie Miller

Until he taught me to fl, I didn't realize how deep beneath the earth I'd buried my hopes and dreams. ~ Julie Johnson

Why is a caterpillar wrapped in silk while it changes into a butterfly? So the other caterpillars can't hear the screams. Change hurts ~ Rory Miller

So, this is me, all of me, forever. No more looking back. No more regrets. From now on, vampire girl-" he lowered his head, brushing his lips across my skins "-I'm all yours. ~ Julie Kagawa

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 ... ~ Julie Garwood

Primeval forests! virgin sod! That Saxon has not ravish'd yet, Lo! peak on peak in stairways set- In stepping stairs that reach to God! Here we are free as sea or wind, For here are set Time's snowy tents In everlasting battlements Against the march of Saxon mind. ~ Joaquin Miller

But the memories that hang heaviest are the easiest to recall. They hold in their creases the ability to change one's life, organically, forever. Even when you shake them out, they've left permanent wrinkles in the fabric of your soul. ~ Julie Gregory

The time has come. You know it in your soul. For I am your soul... You cannot escape me... You are puny, you are small – you are nothing – a hollow shell, a rusty trap that cannot hold me – Smoldering, I burn you – burning you, I flare, hot and bright and fierce and beautiful – You cannot stop me – not with wine or vows or the weight of age – You cannot stop me, but still you try – still you run – You try to drown me out... but your voice is weak... ~ Frank Miller

Fox succeeds because it's entertaining. It's like a rightwing freak show. ~ Stephanie Miller

It's great making a film and having it embraced and seen. I really enjoy that. ~ Bennett Miller

When I found film, it was like, 'Of course!' It was this very intense realization that this is perhaps the most powerful, honed context that I've found. ~ Ezra Miller

Saying you just want your kid to be happy puts enormous pressure on the child. They feel if they're not happy, they're failing. Periods of unhappiness are okay and our kids need to know that; it's the struggle that makes you who you are. ~ Julie Lythcott-Haims

A racial community provides not only a sense of identity, that luxury of looking into another's face and seeing yourself reflected back, but a sense of security and support. ~ Wentworth Miller

The word "now" is like a bomb through the window, and it ticks. ~ Arthur Miller

I had to fight so hard not to cry. ~ Julie Anne Peters

You've got rights. Lots of rights. Sometimes I count them just to make myself feel crazy. ~ Frank Miller

I have the distinction of speaking to you from one of the few countries that still has a communist party. ~ Dennis Miller

It was a crushing defeat, but it put iron in my backbone and sulphur in my blood. I knew at least what it was to fail. I knew what it was to attempt something big. ~ Henry Miller

Having 'best friends' is - at least for me - as outdated and small-minded a concept as the idea of 'Sunday best clothes.' ~ Julie Burchill

Reconciliation is a special budget procedure to change entitlement and tax laws. It cannot be filibustered and requires only a simple majority in the Senate to be passed. It is primarily intended for deficit and mandatory spending reduction. ~ Jeff Miller

But if I told Harvey that, there would be no more secrets and he would move in even closer. And that couldn't happen. The closer he got, the more answers I owed him. ~ Julie Murphy

Just keep writing, and try to finish that novel. Remember, all authors started exactly where you are right now; the only difference between a published author and a non-published one is that the published author never stopped writing. ~ Julie Kagawa

How is Oberon these days? Still being henpecked by that basilisk of a wife?"
"Don't insult the basilisk... ~ Julie Kagawa

[...] they quickly became brothers-in-law, or, if not in law, in truth. ~ Julie Berry

That is a very good question. I don't know the answer. But can you tell me the name of a classical Greek shoemaker? ~ Arthur Miller

Unilever, Nestle and SAB Miller are all taking a long-term approach to investing in sustainable resource consumption. Each is driving through better resource management, which is expected to yield positive returns in the future. ~ Jacob Rothschild

Maybe 'cause you don't always have to win a pageant to wear a crown. ~ Julie Murphy

When I was very little, I was sort of consumed by a love for opera. Weirdly enough, I went from being really enthusiastic about construction vehicles at the age of seven to being really passionate about 'La Traviata' by the time I was eight. ~ Ezra Miller

I see that the path of progress has never taken a straight line, but has always been a zigzag course amid the conflicting forces of right and wrong, truth and error, justice and injustice, cruelty and mercy. ~ Kelly Miller

Circumstances will never determine your amount of happiness. Circumstances only highlight who you already are. ~ Dan Miller

It could take a long time," I said, not to discourage him, but as a warning. "A very, very long time. We might never be finished, Zeke. It could take forever."
He smiled, lowered his head, and kissed me. Long and lingering, a promise full of love, and courage, and hope.
"I love you, vampire girl," he whispered as he drew back. "And forever is exactly what we have. ~ Julie Kagawa

Aside from the nagging, he's the most entertaining hallucination I've ever had. ~ Kirsten Miller

Can we take it slow, Ethan Blackstone?"
"I'm taking that as a yes. And of course we can." I heard the soft brush of an exhale again. A pause as if he was gathering
his courage. "Brynne?"
"Yes?"
"I am smiling so wide right now."
"I am too, Ethan. ~ Raine Miller

And suddenly...it made a kind of emotional sense that caused me to feel, instantly, how little sense my earlier...assumptions had made...And with that thought it was as though my father stepped forward to meet me as he had been in 1940: twenty-five years old, newly married, teaching literature and history and religion as his first real job, as an assistant professor at Macalester College in St. Paul, Minnesota.

That stage of his life – and he in it – had always been indistinct to me, as the lives of parents before their children exist always are to those children; but now, holding this letter in my hands, I remembered anew and vividly the numerous photographs in our family albums of him then – a slender young man, intense-looking and handsome, with a shock of dark hair swept back from his high forehead. A radical young man, it would seem. More radical in many ways than my own son was now. A young man, ready, perhaps even eager to embrace the fate his powerful beliefs were calling him to. Sitting there, I felt a rush of love and pity for him in his youth, in his passionate convictions... ~ Sue Miller

Adjust the viewfinder to your eyesight. This step is critical; if you don't set the viewfinder to your eyesight, subjects that appear out of focus in the viewfinder might actually be in focus, and vice versa. If you wear glasses while shooting, adjust the viewfinder with your glasses on - and don't forget to reset the viewfinder focus if you take off your glasses or your prescription changes. ~ Julie Adair King

Hollywood is a town; it's not a medium. And cinema is a medium you can practice anywhere. ~ Frank Miller

You think I hate men. I guess I do, although some of my best friends...I don't like this position. I mistrust generalized hatred. I feel like one of those twelfth century monks raving on about how evil women are and how they must cover themselves up completely when they go out lest they lead men into evil thoughts. The assumption that the men are the ones who matter, and that the women exist only in relation to them, is so silent and underrunning that ever we never picked it up until recently. But after all, look at what we read. I read Schopenhauer and Nietzsche and Wittgenstein and Freud and Erikson; I read de Montherlant and Joyce and Lawrence and sillier people like Miller and Mailer and Roth and Philip Wylie. I read the Bible and Greek myths and didn't question why all later redactions relegated Gaea-Tellus and Lilith to a footnote and made Saturn the creator of the world. I read or read about, without much question, the Hindus and the Jews, Pythagoras and Aristotle, Seneca, Cato, St.Paul, Luther, Sam Johnson, Rousseau, Swift...well, you understand. For years I didn't take it personally.
So now it is difficult for me to call others bigots when I am one myself. I tell people at once, to warn them, that I suffer from deformation of character. But the truth is I am sick unto death of four thousand years of males telling me how rotten my sex is. Especially it makes me sick when I look around and see such rotten men and such magnificent women, all of whom have a sneaking ~ Marilyn French

Holy shit, my sister was right. The hormones make you pregnant females wild for cock. I might die from so much sex. ~ Raine Miller

For if there are no waving flags and marching songs at the barricades as Walter marches out with his little battalion, it is not because the battle lacks nobility. On the contrary, he has picked up in his way, still imperfect and wobbly in his small view of human destiny, what I believe Arthur Miller once called "the golden threat of history." He becomes, in spite of those who are too intrigued with despair and hatred of man to see it, King Oedipus refusing to tear out his eyes, but attacking the Oracle instead. He is that last Jewish patriot manning his rifle at Warsaw; he is that young girl who swam into sharks to save a friend a few weeks ago; he is Anne Frank, still believing in people; he is the nine small heroes of Little Rock; he is Michelangelo creating David and Beethoven bursting forth with the Ninth Symphony. He is all those things because he has finally reached out in his tiny moment and caught that sweet essence which is human dignity, and it shines like the old star-touched dream that it is in his eyes. ~ Lorraine Hansberry

My hunger and curiosity drive me forward in all directions at once. ~ Henry Miller