Lachlan Quotes

Having a coach or mentor is nothing more than sharing life's experiences, no amount of education can substitute true life experience ~ Lachlan McPherson

Gwen was kind of amazed. A mother with several degrees and a prestigious position at an Ivy League college did not ensure that she'd be any less embarrassing to her child than a mother who became a nurse through night school. Gwen knew this when Alla launched into her "unfortunate changes in my vagina after the birth of Lachlan" discussion.

"No. It was his shoulders. He's always had very large shoulders. I mean look at him. Even as a baby they were freakishly long."

"Freakishly?" Lock snapped.

"They stretched me right out."

"Mom!"

Brody shrugged and reached for more moo goo gai pork. "I didn't mind."

"Dad!"

"Well, darling, you were always quite large, so it made things a little easier for both of us when it came to sex."

"Mom!"

Alla shook her head. "I don't know what happened to you, Lachlan MacRyrie." She turned to Gwen. "I've always insisted on being quite open about human bodies when talking to my children. There's no shame in a woman's body. And like everything else in the world, it ages. So while you still have the exquisite body you've been blessed with, Gwen dear, and that prebirth vagina - enjoy it."

"Is there any way to get you to stop?" Lock begged. ~ Shelly Laurenston

Only Loki was not a fighter. Only Loki stood at the sides and laughed, a laughter more deadly to the self-important gods than any sword or spear. No wonder they had chained him. ~ M.D. Lachlan

I want ye," Lachlan choked out, surprised at his words and the desperate sound of his own voice. He did not look at Bridgette as he spoke but kept his gaze down to the ground as a war between honor and desire raged within him. "I want ye more than I want air to breathe. ~ Julie Johnstone

The fetters have burst ~ M.D. Lachlan

Arms folded across his muscled chest, Lachlan stood way too close to her.
"Did you get tired of fighting?" she asked with a hint of a smile.
"I'm a lover, not a fighter. ~ Terry Spear

You're a hard man to love, Lachlan MacRuairi, but I do belive I'm up to the challenge."
"We'll probably argue."
"Aye, it seems likely."
"I have a bit of a temper when I get angry."
"I have noticed," she said wryly.
"I can be a mean bastard. I"ll probably say something to hurt you."
She laughed. "Are you trying to scare me off?"
He gave her a rueful smile. " Maybe."
"Well, stop - it isn't going to work. I'm quite aware of your faults."
He frowned. "I didn't say they were faults. ~ Monica McCarty

There is a killer in every cowardly man, waiting for the right set of circumstances when the time has been drained of the possibility of reprisals and he feels free to act. ~ M.D. Lachlan

Who am I?" I ask softly, heart pleading. "Who am I to you?"
She turns to face me ... "You're Lachlan McGregor. And you're mine. ~ Karina Halle

We all have to expand our capabilities to encompass the changing world, its growing diversity and, indeed, its complexity. ~ Lachlan Murdoch

Lana was with me," I rushed. "I mean… I went with her. She had to go because her parents were there and - "

I was rambling and I knew it. Yet it was the blank expression on Lachlan's face that made me stop talking. His eyebrows were pinched together. Eyes scrunched as if he was trying to peer very carefully at me.

"What are you talking about?" he asked in a low voice.

I stared at him miserably; it was all I could do.

"It's me…" He pushed away part of his jacket and gripped the material of his shirt. "Lachlan. ~ Calia Read

I heard it stated that, on one occasion, during one of Alastair's visits to his friend "Mr Lachlan," the famous divine requested the bard to compose a poem on the "Resurrection of Christ." To this he demurred and told Mr Lachlan in Gaelic that "he knew more about such matters himself, and should try his own hand ~ Various

She just holds my gaze until I reach out and take her hand. I press her fingers to my skin and tingles shoot up my arm, hitting me right in the chest. She's going to turn me into one of those guys. One of those guys who blubber about their feelings and that terrifies me ... ~ Allie Brennan

Lachlan frowned as he misjudged the distance and his forehead hit Cormag's head with a bump. He wrapped his arms around his neck to steady himself, two big hands reaching up to hold onto his arms as if to offer extra support. "You," he began, talking quietly into his ear, "are so beautiful," he confessed, resting his heavy skull against Cormag's for a moment.
He meant it as well. Cormag was stunning. He was taller and broader than he was, very much the fine figure of hotness. His dark hair was well kept, but a little messy, he had amazing bone structure; the type that made him look more like a model than a museum manager. A chiselled jaw, nicely defined cheekbones and a rugged quality that
made him so appealing. He had never noticed how handsome a male face could be until those eyes drew him in.
"And so are you," his companion chuckled, "but we discussed this…I've ruined every relationship I've ever had. I get needy, possessive and my baggage gets in the way.
Besides," he lowered his voice to a whisper and brushed his hand over his upper arm, "You're not gay," he protested, reminding him yet again that they were different.
"Nope. Not gay," he agreed with that, nodding his head as he pulled back a little to see him better. "But that doesn't make you any less beautiful. Why is it wrong that I can see how special you are?" he asked, having difficulty understanding why part of his brain
was telling him he was being a drunken idiot and that the man be ~ Elaine White

The Laird of Coll was undoubtedly a hard man. He didn't smile often, but when he did, it was as if the sun broke through the clouds. And he was smiling right now as she considered his question, knowing very well that she was enjoying herself. ~ Monica McCarty

I know the moment I see her, that she's my biggest risk.
The sweetest, untouchable apple.
Forbidden.
Not for me.
Don't touch, Lachlan.
But I want her.
Crave her.
There is no risk I won't take, even if it means I lose everything.
If she loses everything. ~ V. Theia

There is no room for dictating taste in the diverse and dynamic world of media. To limit taste only limits the role we play for people of all kinds. ~ Lachlan Murdoch

He'd never been to a wedding at a castle before but it fit the style of the bride, who brought geekiness to a whole new level. In fact, she was the one who'd told him to go. Wait. That wasn't right. She didn't tell him to go. She'd told him to, "Make a break for it! Before the
hounds of darkness come for you and destroy our plans to release our people from their enslavement! Go, Lachlan MacRyrie of the Clan MacRyrie. Go! And don't look back, my friend!" It would seem strange to those who didn't know her, but Lock knew it was simply Jessica Ward's way of saying, "Could you look more miserable? Just go already! ~ Shelly Laurenston

Lachlan: "why are you crying, pretty girl?"
Logan: " Dude, you're always stealing my game ~ Jay McLean

What is your name?" she asked.
"Names are like clothes, lady. I have many."
"And which one do you wear tonight?"
The god smiled. She could see he liked her words. He pulled her to him, pressed his wolf lips to hers and said, "My name is Misery, and would you know yet more?"
"Yes," said the girl, breathing in his scent, the scent of something beautiful, strange and burned. "I would know more."
He flicked at her lips with his tongue and whispered, "So is yours. ~ M.D. Lachlan

With you I feel like I'm already good enough; I only have to believe it. I can't lose you again." He needed to make the confession because he was realising that Lachlan meant as much to him now
as he always had.
"I know." Lachlan smiled at him and stopped in their walk to draw him into his arms.
Konnor went willingly, clinging onto him. This was exactly how they had said goodbye. It felt like the perfect way to make a promise to always be friends again.
"I love you, Konnor," Lachlan whispered in his ear.
"I love you too. If I ever try to hurt you again, lock me up, shoot me, do whatever you have to do ... but don't send me away," he begged him never to separate them again. ~ Elaine White

Men who have never had to fight love a weapon. They love to hold it in their hands, feel its balance and speculate on the damage they might do, were they called to do it. ~ M.D. Lachlan

There will be no insults here," Lachlan said to Ewan, his voice stern. "At least not against Sin. Braden, on the other hand, you may feel free to attack." "Och, now," Braden bristled, "where's your brotherly love?" Lochlan smiled devilishly. "That is my brotherly love. Notice I have yet to taunt you?" "Aye, but I'm sure it's nothing more than an oversight."
-Lochlan & Braden ~ Kinley MacGregor

Taking Flora to his room, rather than any other, amounted to a public declaration of his intentions. She was his, and he was saying as much.
Lachlan didn't give a damn what anyone thought, he wanted her with him. It was as simple as that. ~ Monica McCarty

I will never, ever run from you, Lachlan.
I'll only run toward you. Always. ~ Karina Halle

Belive me, handsome, one of me is way more than you can handle."
"I think… I'm gonna be sick," Lachlan declares.
"I know the feeling," Cat sighs.
"No, seriously," he burps. "Where's the... bathroom?"
Inside said bathroom, the five of us exchange a brief, horrified glance. ~ Amie Kaufman

I'm Lachlan Fierro and rules are always meant to be broken.
I've never met a rule that I don't love to twist. ~ V. Theia

Rather than thinking about exceptional moral rules for exceptional moral situations," Harvard's Dr. Lachlan Forrow, who is also a palliative care specialist, wrote, "we should almost always see exceptional moral situations as opportunities for us to show exceptionally deep commitment to our deepest moral values. ~ Sheri Fink

The profit motive is not only fundamental to our ability to reward shareholders and pay employees; it's fundamental to excellent journalism. Far from corrupting the craft, profits enhance it. Expansion drives diversity and diversity protects and strengthens our craft. ~ Lachlan Murdoch

Once people realize how easy it is to make a difference, they're forever changed ~ Karina Halle

I promised Ian's wife, Julia, that I would video record Ian if I could and email the recording to her later." Lachlan drew in an audible breath, and she couldn't tell whether he was amused or worried. "You know Ian's wife? ~ Terry Spear

Old Lady Laura is giving me the finger and refusing to move.
I honk my horn.
She jumps, grasps her heart, then starts walking a snail's pace across the crosswalk. "Bless her," Lachlan says. ~ Jay McLean

For better or worse, Lachlan Fierro is going to be my ruin. ~ V. Theia

It looks, that once the honeymoon period wears off I start resenting Lachlan for never having to make any sacrifices himself? I don't want that to happen. But if I don't take the risk, I'll never know. It's ~ Karina Halle