Quotes by Susan Elizabeth Phillips

I dont love you anymore, she whispered. I dont love you at all. His throat closed. Its all right, sweetheart. I love you enough for both of us.

When male authors write love stories, the heroine tends to end up dead.

Pride had kept her running when love had betrayed her.

I finally figured out that not every crisis can be managed. As much as we want to keep ourselves safe, we cant protect ourselves from everything. If we want to embrace life, we also have to embrace chaos.

Did you eat my Twinkies?She gulped. Keeping her eyes glued to the whip, she said, Exactly what Twinkies are we talking about?The Twinkies in the cupboard over the sink. The only Twinkies in the trailer. His fingers convulsed around the coils of leather.Oh, Lord, she thought. Flayed to death for a Twinkle.Well?It, uh — it wont happen again, I promise you. But they didnt have any special marking on them, so there was no way I could tell they were yours. Her eyes remained riveted on the whip. And normally I wouldnt have eaten them— I never eat junk food-—but I was hungry last night, and, well, when you think about it, youll have to admit I did you a favor because theyre clogging my arteries now instead of yours.His voice was quiet. Too quiet. In her mind she heard the howl of a rampaging Cossack baying at a Russian moon. Dont touch my Twinkies. Ever. If you want Twinkies, buy your own.

Disagreements over money are the biggest cause of divorce.She waved her hand. Absolutely no problem. Your money is our money. My money is my money. She wrote away.I should make you negotiate with Phoebe.

I happen to be immature, undisciplined, and self-centered, pretty much a little boy in a mans body, although Id appreciate it if you didnt quote me on that.-Bobby Tom

You couldnt be satisfied with being an amateur asshole, could you, Jimbo! You had to go and turn pro on me!

You never get mad,” she said when their server left the table. “Except at me.”“That’s not true,” he said tightly. “Torie can get me going.”“Torie doesn’t count. You were obviously her mother in a previous life.

He shook his head. The next time I hear a women going on about how neurotic men are, Im going to remember this. You tell me you like my body, and what do I say? I say, thank you. Then I tell you I like yours and what do I hear? A long lists of grievances.

She threw up her hands. All right. Why not? Why not? Sure. His arms fell to his sides. Thats it? I pour my heart out. I love you so much Ive got freakin tears in my eyes. And all I get in return is Why not? What did you expect? Am I supposed to fall all over you just because youve finally come to your senses? Would it be too much to ask?...Hed begun to glare at her again, his eyes growing stormier by the minute.When do you think you might be ready? To fall all over me, that is.

You know that weve got a few problems we need to talk through before we get married.Im not getting rid of Pooh.See, there you go being antagonistic. Marriage means learning to compromise.I didnt say I wouldnt compromise. I promise to take the ribbon out of her topknot before you walk her.

Now, this is where I draw the line! Its bad enough everybody in towns going to be thinkin Im sleeping with a depressed, lice-ridden, hemorrhoidal foreigner who likes to be tied up and might be pregnant, although-since shes just about cornered the market on condoms-I dont know how that could have happened. But I will not-you listen to me, Emma!-I absolutely will not have anybody thinkin a woman of mine needs a vaginal moisturizer, do you hear me?

The engine roared to life. He ran toward her. She shot our of her parking space. He rushed to the side of her car. Stop it, Kristy! Youre overreacting! Lets talk about this. That was when she did the unthinkable. She rolled down the window, thrust out her hand, and gave Reverend Ethan Bonner the bird.

Do you really expect me to fall apart every time another woman throws herself at you? Because, if thats so, Ill be a nervous wreck before the honeymoons over. Although, if they do it in front of me...He went still. Did you just propose to me?She bristled. Do you have a problem with that?The scoreboard lit up, and he gave the world a high five. God, I love you.

So, Beav, tell me about yourself.Im Blue.Sweetheart, if I had your dubious taste in men, I wouldnt be too happy, either.My name is Blue. Blue Bailey.

[Bobby Tom] finally understood Gracies function in his life. She was Gods joke on him.

He grinned, and right then it occurred to him that he hadnt enjoyed himself so much with a woman in a very long time. If Annabelle Granger were a few inches taller, a hell of a lot more sophisticated, better organized, less bossy, and more inclined to worship at his feet, shed have made a perfect wife.

Life sure is easier when youre rich.And a natural born charmer. Dont forget that part.How could I? she retorted. Its the only thing we have in common.

You try spending six months sitting at somebodys bedside, waiting for them to die and then tell me that the happy-ending love story isnt one of Gods good gifts.