Maggie Osborne quotes:

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  • Say yes, Jenny. Promise you'll marry me. Promise you'll still be here, driving me crazy and loving me when we're little and old and surrounded by grandchildren. Promise that you'll let me love you until I take my last breath. Promise.

  • All my life I dreamed of having someone think I was beautiful.

  • If you can read, you don't ever have to be lonely.

  • I love you, Louise Downe McCord. You drive me absolutely crazy sometimes, and this is one of those times, but I love you.

  • Honesty is all I've got," she said finally, speaking in a low voiceI don't have family. I don't have beauty, or a man. I don't have money, and I sure as hell don't have a future. All I've got to prop up my pride is my word." Her chin roseWhen Jenny Jones says something, you can bet your last peso that it's true."

  • If only. The saddest two words in any language."

  • This time his kiss was full and provocative, summoning sensations she had believed, had hop, were submerged too deeply to be awakened. But his fingers on her face, his mouth, his lips, stirred slumbering emotions and coaxed them to life. His hands moved to cup her head, to spread across her spine, and he crushed her against him as their kisses deepened.

  • Go to sleep now and rest. Our job is done. You kept your promise, and I kept mine..

  • If only. The saddest two words in any language.

  • It seemed that a woman should remember the night a new life began inside her. Such a miracle should not be the result of routine or an ordinary coming together. Life should begin in a cataclysm of heat and fury bathed in the sweat of passion and urgency.

  • Winding her arms close around his neck, she closed her eyes. To be embraced, safe in a man's arms when she had never expected it to happen again, this would be enough.Time sheltered their embrace, enfolding them within a summer scented capsule that felt endless and theirs alone. The fragrance of grass and sunlight and nearby water sweetened each breath. Theirs was the music of birds ans the lazy buzz of insects and the beating of two hearts. Yes, she thought, she didn't need more. This would be enough.

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