Monica McCarty Quotes

“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.”

“She deserved someone who could see what she had to give and would lover her for it. Who wouldn't turn away from her every time she made a mistake. She wanted to be important to someone. Perhaps, it was unrealistic, but the alternative was far worse. She could live with a broken heart, but not at the expense of her soul.”

“Make sure he's worth it. She had thought it so many times it had become a part of her. Like her tongue filling her mouth, so this tenet filled her being.”

“I'm tired of being inside my head. I want to live out here, with you.”

“We do not just go through life blindly,we create our own journey.Your faith has sculpted you into the human being you have become.”

“I am blessed to have married the man that God sent me. He's loving, compassionate, strong and supportive of my children, family and career. I look forward to our lives together.”

“I talk a lot about strength, faith and love, but I don't ever talk about the fact that I am one of the most sensitive people in my family. That might be the most shocking, because you always see me fighting the good fight, with the strong face on, but I am the most emotional.”

“I still remember the day my father took me to the Cemetery of Forgotten Books for the first time. It was the early summer of 1945, and we walked through the streets of a Barcelona trapped beneath ashen skies as dawn poured over Rambla de Santa Monica in a wreath of liquid copper.”

“Saki says that youth is like hors d'oeuvres: you are so busy thinking of the next courses you don't notice it. When you've had them, you wish you'd had more hors d'oeuvres.”

“Dear, I can't write, it's all a fantasy: a kind of circling obsession.”