Richelle Mead Quotes

Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was love.

Baby booty, juicy fruity, truck stop cutie, road side beauty, I'm in love with you.

I wanted to tell her that she was the first beautiful thing I had seen in three years. That the sight of her yawning to the back of her hand was enough to drive the breath from me. How I sometimes lost the sense of her words in the sweet fluting of her voice. I wanted to say that if she were with me then somehow nothing could ever be wrong for me again.

Eventually she came. She appeared suddenly, exactly like she'd done that day- she stepped into the sunshine, she jumped, she laughed and threw her head back, so her long ponytail nearly grazed the waistband of her jeans. After that, I couldn't think about anything else. The mole on the inside of her right elbow, like a dark blot of ink. The way she ripped her nails to shreds when she was nervous. Her eyes, deep as a promise. Her stomach, pale and soft and gorgeous, and the tiny dark cavity of her belly button. I nearly went crazy.

Beauty is worse than wine, it intoxicates both the holder and beholder.

I understand by this passion the union of desire, friendship, and tenderness, which is inflamed by a single female, which prefers her to the rest of her sex, and which seeks her possession as the supreme or the sole happiness of our being.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

Faith goes out through the window when beauty comes in at the door.

I could see myself in a relationship with a girl; Olivia Wilde is so sexy she makes me want to strangle a mountain ox with my bare hands. She's mesmerizing.

I have crushes on women all the time. I don't have intimate relationships with them, but I find women beautiful.

Once in his life, every man is entitled to fall madly in love with a gorgeous redhead.

The beloved is the ultimate fetish.

A bit of lusting after someone does wonders for the skin.

By nature, men desire the beautiful.

I think Kristin Bauer is a goddess.

I love beauty.

I love love. I'm, like, obsessed with it.

To be in the same room as Claire Underwood is like a dream come true.

I like hot people being hot. How else do you explain my high school infatuation with Ricky Martin in all his shirtless glory?

If you have Katrina Kaif standing in front of you, you will be full of passion. Passion is natural to me where Katrina is concerned.

Nicki Minaj, I'm at MTV. I'm going to be honest with you: I love you. I like you. I want you; I want you to be mine. Only reason I'm not telling you this face to face is because I understand that you're busy.

It was impossible not to admire him, not to want to do something to contain that kind of beauty- drink him, ingest him, sneak into his shirt and hide for the rest of one's natural life.

What? do I love her, that I desire to hear her speak again, and feast upon her eyes

Love, that is day and night - love, that is sun and moon and stars, Love, that is crimson, sumptuous, sick with perfume, no other words but words of love, no other thought but love.