Quotes of: Herring Keyword

Some men want to go out with a bang. Personally, I'd rather not die from sex. I mean, what will my wife think when the police tell her?

This Book is Not FOR SALE

When she’s cuddled close, I feel there’s nothing I can’t do, and I can’t do nothing about it, because my heart is her heart for as long as she wants it.

This Book is Not FOR SALE

My girlfriend just bought me a portable toaster. And my birthday’s coming up, so I’m half expecting her to buy me a portable bathtub to go along with it.

This Book is Not FOR SALE

But Vivien wasn't being given the chance to sow her wild oats. Speaking from a point of authority, it's best to get that shit out of the way when you are young.

Trail of the Spellmans

My ex girlfriend would say I am a bit of a romantic. Well, actually, she'd say I bit a romantic. I bit her on the bum.

This Book is Not FOR SALE

Love is a roundness, like a hole—a black hole. If what she wants is space, I’ll give her space—enough to fill an auditorium that has ample seating for a lecture by Stephen Hawking.

This Book is Not FOR SALE

If a woman says she got a bad haircut, and I agree with her, am I being agreeable, or an asshole?

This is the best book I've ever written, and it still sucks

-Hey, neighbor, is your wife free for a date today?
 -No, I’m taking her out this afternoon?
 -Great! Then you won’t mind if I come over and mow your lawn. Sucker!

This Book Has No Title

She had blonde hair like spaghetti noodles, and then she went and dyed it marinara. But I loved her like I enjoy all-you-can-eat pasta buffets.

This Book Has No Title

This is [her] soul group.’ What do you mean?’ It’s a group of souls with whom she resonates closely.

The Tenth Insight: Holding the Vision

I think about my mother singing after lunch on a Summer afternoon, twirling in blue dress across the floor of her dressing room

The Time Traveler's Wife

Alex chuckled and whispered in her ear. “I’m feeling huge . . . I mean I have this huge desire . . . Crap, you feel good tonight. And you smell so good.

Twenty Weeks

Whatever influence Bullaro’s normally cautious character might have exerted over the passions of his penis were now nonexistent, and he unhesitatingly followed her and quickly undressed.

Thy Neighbor's Wife

...she'll cry, and if she does, I probably will, and then she'll have found a way in, and I will not let her pierce my walls in a Trojan horse of sympathy.

This is Where I Leave You

Sometimes you can't stand the sound of her voice and other times you wonder how you'd even breathe if she wasn't there. That's marriage, and she'll feel the same way.

Taken with You

It all seemed a hollow sham now - that strict code, that conscientious virtue that condemned her to the sterile joys of pious women! No, no, she'd had enough of that; she wanted to live!

Une page d'amour

We all die. I can't promise to live forever." His arms tightened around her. "But I can promise to love you as long as I live.

The Ugly Duckling

But the second she opened her eyes and looked at me, I knew. She was either going to be the death of me . . . or she was going to be the one who finally brought me back to life.

Ugly Love

He relaxed his hands, lifted one and tucked a strand of wispy blonde hair behind her ear. She didn’t move; she only looked at him. He wondered if she felt it too.

Unexpected

She had worried she would break if her heart broke, but she wasn't broken. She had lost everything, but she was not lost. It seemed a worthwhile thing to know.

Untold

Tucker: "Today we ran into a mama grizzly with two cubs at the ridge off Colter Bay and Clara sang to it to make it go away." Mrs. Avery: You sang to it? Tucker: Her singing is that bad.

Unearthly