Tara Daniels Quotes

I'm done waiting. Done doing things the easy way and letting things happen as they will."
Her heart caught. "What does that mean?"
"It means this is too important to let slip away again. You're too important." He leaned back against the truck with a low grunt of effort, eyes dark, jaw clenched. "I love you too, Tara. ~ Jill Shalvis

There is no snooze button on life
- Tara Daniels ~ Jill Shalvis

Today is the last day of some of your life. Don't waste it. quote from Tara Daniels ~ Jill Shalvis

Forever this time," he said as Sawyer strode toward them.
Tara sighed blissfully. "You know what this means, right?"
"I'm done guessing," he said. "Tell me."
"It means you're mine," she said. "And I'm yours. No more walking away. We are going to get it right this time."
His smile was slow and easy, and just for her. "Well, finally. ~ Jill Shalvis

Love is when someone puts you on a pedestal and yet when you fall, they're there to catch you anyway.' - Tara Daniels ~ Jill Shalvis

A big man stood looking out the window at the night. He had a close-cropped haircut, obviously military, and wore a camouflage uniform. Pink scalp showed through his light colored hair and his thick neck glowed red.

There's a stroke waiting to happen. Tara couldn't stop the irreverent thought. ~ D. L. Robinson Red Death

The intellectual's struggle to deny the obvious is never more desperate than when reality is unpleasant and at variance with his preconceptions and when full acknowledgment of it would undermine the foundations of his intellectual worldview. ~ Anthony Daniels

Researchers studied 34 students at the University of Virginia, taking them to the base of a steep hill and fitting them with a weighted backpack. They were then asked to estimate the steepness of the hill. Some participants stood next to friends during the exercise, while others were alone. The students who stood with friends gave lower estimates of the steepness of the hill. And the longer the friends had known each other, the less steep the hill appeared. ~ Tara Parker-Pope

In spite of the cold I took a seat at one of the sidewalk tables. It felt like a slab of ice under my butt. I shivered,but stuck it out.
"Hey, Loco Girl!"
Shout out "Hey, Gorgeous!" or "Einstein," and I don't budge. But this one had me at "Loco." Go figure. I looked across the sidewalk to see Daniel's face, so much like Frankie's, framed in the window of his Jeep. I felt a sad little tug in my chest.
"You are aware it's only forty degrees out there,aren't you?" he asked. I shrugged. "Meeting someone?"
"No," I admitted.
"Then get in.Your hands look like wax. It's seriously creepy."
I looked down at the hand gripping the blindingly cheerful cup.He was right.
He also got out to open the passenger's-side door for me. I was a little charmed, until he pointed at my partially eaten cheesesteak in its wilted paper wrapper. "You are not bringing that thing into my car. It's an abomination."
I eyed the cigarette he'd dropped in the gutter. He did his teeth-baring thing. I tossed my cold meal in the trash, knowing I wouldn't have eaten it anyway. The inside of the Jeep wasn't all that much warmer than out. "Here." Daniel took off his black leather jacket and held it out for me. It was heavy and smelled a little bit like a burned cookie. It went on over my own coat; the sleeves went past my fingertips. "You look like frozen-"
"Don't say it," I muttered as I settled into the battered seat.
"You have no idea what I was going to say," he sho ~ Melissa Jensen

If you want a totally doable, realistic way to bring mindfulness alive in your daily life -
waking up, working, relating, going to bed - The Mindful Day is a perfect guide. ~ Tara Brach

You're letting him get to you. You're like a walking mythological encyclopedia, Kate. You pull random mystical crap out of your head and figure out that a giant monster nobody has seen on the face of the planet for three thousand years is allergic to hedgehogs and then you find a cute hedgehog and stab the monster in the eye with it."
"Where do you even get this shit? ~ Ilona Andrews

There is no best anything in art. Phillip [Hoffman] isn't better than Heath [Ledger]; Joaquin [Phoenix] isn't better than David [Strathairn] or Terence [Howard]. They aren't better than me. We all do different things. It's more of a celebration of a lot of great work than to give the gold to somebody. The underappreciated factor certainly has gone away. ~ Jeff Daniels

I shouldn't be allowed to think when I'm drinking. ~ Tara Sivec

The ratings board is completely different when it comes to film versus the television arena. ~ Lee Daniels

I take refuge in awareness; I take refuge in truth; I take refuge in love ~ Tara Brach

Don't write it right, just write it, and then make it right later. ~ Tara Moss

If you come back to me, I'll never leave you", I whispered into the furry ear. "I'll make you all the pies you could ever eat. ~ Ilona Andrews

I would say facing the obstacles surrounding the day-to-day pressures of an elite athlete at a very young age was not the easiest task. Learning to deal with the nerves and feeling the pressure of representing my country, all while wanting to achieve my own dreams, was a big obstacle to plow through. ~ Tara Lipinski

If I have to wait another fucking day to bang this guy . . . ~ J. Daniels

The day you call someone "Mother" is the day their pain is hers to bear, your burden hers to carry. ~ Sunanda J. Chatterjee

Desandra shrugged her shoulders. "Hey, Kate? Have you thought of walking up to Hugh and telling him that he's got the biggest dick ever?" She spread her arms to the size of a baseball bat.
"No, you think it would work?" I asked.
"It's worth a try. May be he'll be so happy you noticed his pork sword, he'll forget all about trying to kill us."
Pork sword. Kill me now. "I'll think about it."
Ascanio began patting his clothes.
"What?" Derek growled.
"Looking for something to take notes with. ~ Ilona Andrews

My strongest memory is not a memory. It's something I imagined, then came to remember as if it had happened. The memory was formed when I was five, just before I turned six, from a story my father told in such detail that I and my brothers and sister had each conjured our own cinematic version, with gunfire and shouts. Mine had crickets. That's the sound I hear as my family huddles in the kitchen, lights off, hiding from the Feds who've surrounded the house. A woman reaches for a glass of water and her silhouette is lighted by the moon. A shot echoes like the lash of a whip and she falls. In my memory it's always Mother who falls, and she has a baby in her arms.

The baby doesn't make sense - I'm the youngest of my mother's seven children - but like I said, none of this happened. ~ Tara Westover

Her eyes opened at this sight against her will and she looked around the room almost in fear. But it was dark and shadowy, shaded by the bamboo screen at the door, the damp rush mats at the windows, the old heavy curtains and the spotted, peeling walls, and in their shade she saw how she loved him, loved Raja and Tara and all of them who had lived in this house with her. There could be no love more deep and full and wide than this one, she knew. No other love had started so far back in time and had had so much time in which to grow and spread. They were really all parts of her, inseparable, so many aspects of her as she was of them, so that the anger or the disappointment she felt in them was only the anger and disappointment she felt at herself. Whatever hurt they felt, she felt. Whatever diminished them, diminished her. What attacked them, attacked her. Nor was there anyone else on earth whom she was willing to forgive more readily or completely, or defend more instinctively and instantly. She could hardly believe, at that moment, that she would Iive on after they did or they would continue after she had ended. If such an unimaginable phenomenon could take place, then surely they would remain flawed, damaged for life. The wholeness of the pattern, its perfection, would be gone.
She lay absolutely still, almost ceasing to breathe, afraid to diminish by even a breath the wholeness of that love. ~ Anita Desai

Stop or I'll kill him!" Sophia shouted at the angels as she tore out a fistful of arrows and leaped on Cam. Straddling him, she raised the silver shafts above his head.
His dark hair was matted and greasy. His hands were pale and trembling. Miss Sophia studied these details with a smirk.
"I do so love to see an angel die." She cackled, holding the starshots high. "And such an arrogant one to kill." She looked back down at Cam. "His death will be a beautiful thing to behold."
"Go ahead." Cam's voice came for the first time, low and even. Luce nearly cried out when she heard him mutter: "I never asked for a happy ending."
Luce had watched Sophia kill Penn with her bare hands and no remorse. It would not happen again. "No!" Luce shouted, struggling to break free from Daniel's grip and dragging him with her into the chapel.
Slowly Miss Sophia craned her body around toward Luce and Daniel, clutching her fistful of starshots. Her eyes gleamed silver and her thin lips curled in a ghastly smile as Luce tugged Daniel forward, pulling against his relentless grip.
"We have to stop her, Daniel!"
"No, Luce, it's too dangerous."
"Oh, there you are, dear." Miss Sophia beamed. "And Daniel Grigori! How nice. I've been waiting for you." Then she winked and whipped the starshots over her head in a dense cluster aimed straight at Daniel and Luce. ~ Lauren Kate

Sex can be great in your seventies - no Viagra needed - and it certainly beats fish and chips. ~ Paul Daniels

I never intended to be away from school that long, but I also never intended on a baby completely fucking up my life. Er, I mean, bringing me years of great joy. ~ Tara Sivec

Blanket compassion will shift the distribution decisively towards the manipulative end of the spectrum, and may paradoxically decrease the compassion with which the genuinely despairing are treated: for they are apt to get lost in the great mass of pseudo-distress and manipulation, and often their conduct draws less attention precisely because it is less attention-seeking. ~ Anthony Daniels

Whomever you become, whatever you make yourself into, that is who you always were.
(From Tara Westover's memoir, Educated) ~ Dr. Kerry

Why was the world so obsessed with sameness? ~ Tara Kelly

Friends who get high together, stay together, or some shit like that ~ Tara Sivec

What if happiness is a choice? ~ Sunanda J. Chatterjee

She'd never known a man whose initial move was to undress the woman he wanted. ~ Tara Janzen

Elle:
"I didn't think I could fall more in love with you, but you've proven me wrong, Tristan Wade Daniels. I love you."
His lips curved into a wide smile. "Say it again."
I stepped on my tiptoes and leaned in, my lips a breath away from touching his. I whispered, "I love the way my body craves more of you. I love the way your hands feel while touching me. I love the way your lips taste…"

My eyes darted to his lips, and then back to his eyes.
"I love how much you care. I don't just love you, but everything about you. I always have, Tristan. I always will. ~ Angela McPherson

giving you time to think, because I know you'll search for the truth and when you find it, it'll lead you back to me. ~ Tara Sue Me

Even your orgasms are mine. ~ Tara Sue Me

Marry somebody you love. That's the whole thing. And continue to love them. ~ Charlie Daniels

The door dings. I glance out and realize we are at the foyer again. A lady is standing there looking at us. She's holding a small shivering dog and they both look horrified. I follow her gaze to my shredded panties lying on the floor of the elevator. ~ Tara Brown

I was breaking down, wanting to fade away and cry, yet I feared ever being invisible again. My head lowered to conceal my humiliation behind a curtain of hair where I trembled as if sobbing.
"Hey, Gwen, it's okay. It's okay. Calm down."
I yearned to feel Daniel's soft touch meet my temple and then trace along my ear, brushing back the hairs from my face. What I wanted was the comfort his caress always afforded me. He moved as if he would grant my wish, realizing at the last moment that neither of us possessed the power to touch the other.
"Your hair, Gwen."
I refused to do what he wanted. I didn't care for him to see the shame plainly visible in my features. But the next thing I knew, his blue eyes were staring up at me from the ground, a glare reflecting off his glasses. The guy had dropped his books to fall over for a clear view of my face. His desperation made me laugh.
"It's going to be okay, Gwen, I promise."
- from "Phantom's Veil ~ Richelle E. Goodrich

What would it be like if I could accept life
accept this moment
exactly as it is? ~ Tara Brach

Anytin' free, is wort savin' up fer. ~ Jeff Daniels

So say it loud and let it ring We are all a part of everything The future, present and the past Fly on proud bird You're free at last ~ Charlie Daniels

Preserve, Conserve, Inspire, Teach. Empowering children to be planet-citizens; to care about the planet, themselves and eachtother! Breath-of-fresh-air books that speak to the heart of children - is what matters to me."
- Stephanie Tara, author, mom, activist ~ Stephanie Lisa Tara

I put on a good show but I never liked performing tricks in the sex circus and preferred spending time with Jack Daniels rather than the male performers I was paid to fake it with. That's right, none of us hot blondes enjoy making porn. In fact, we hate it. We hate spreading our legs for sexually diseased men. We hate being degraded with their foul smells and sweaty bodies.., ~ Shelley Lubben

And get some self-esteem. What the fuck is that? It's so annoying to see a pretty girl see herself as not worthy. You know what it makes us guys think you aren't worthy? We see you how you see you. You're pretty and funny and smart. Stop being such a douche-canoe. ~ Tara Brown

We believe it wrong ever to take a dollar from a free citizen without a very necessary public purpose, because each such taking diminishes the freedom to spend that dollar as its owner would prefer. ~ Mitch Daniels

Buddhist practices offer a way of saying, 'Hey, come back over here, reconnect.' The only way that you'll actually wake up and have some freedom is if you have the capacity and courage to stay with the vulnerability and the discomfort. ~ Tara Brach

I was always the last to leave. That was my great skill. ~ Tara Isabella Burton, "Here In Avalon" Songs Of My Selfie

Managing life from our mental control towers, we have separated ourselves from our bodies and hearts. ~ Tara Brach

How do yo feel about her doing this?" That had to be Mahon. That low-pitched growl could only come from him.
"We let each other be who we are," Curran said. "I don't have to like all of the things she has to do. I love her. ~ Ilona Andrews

I believe strongly that characters are five-dimensional, and they're complicated, and life is complicated, and people are complicated. ~ Lee Daniels

We seem to be made to suffer. It's our lot in life. ~ Anthony Daniels

Asking the Department of Agriculture to promote healthy eating was like asking Jack Daniels to promote responsible drinking. ~ Denise Minger