Richelle Mead Quotes

Some people don't like long bus rides, but I love them. There's sort of a sense of solitude.

If one's honest about it, spending time in a car with children is pretty ghastly.

Night can swallow you up, yet none of it touches you. Around any corner, there's a promise of something daring and ideal and things are just getting going. There's something obscenely joyful behind every door, either that or somebody crying with their head in in their hands. A lazy rhythm looms in the dreamy air and the atmosphere pulsates with bygone duels, past-life romance, comrades requesting comrades to aid them in some way. You can't see it, but you know it's there

I can never forget the thrill of buying my first Fiat.

The roll out of a new car is always filled with great anticipation; it's almost like going back to school for a new school year.

My perfect day would start with a kiss from my daughter. I would drive her to school listening to our favourite punk rock music on loud in the car.

Each time I hit the road to gig, it still feels like I'm going to summer camp.

Vegas shows me a lot of love.

I loved the expectation that every year we were going to the Super Bowl.

I'm so excited to be a father.

When you are travelling, there's romance, and there's music.

To me, the time in the car is very precious, and I want to fully enjoy it.

When people say they aren't nervous, I think they are lying about it. If you are human and you love the game, before any competition you still get those same butterflies in the stomach.

For me, a car is a mode of transport - a reliable way to get from A to B. Comfort is important. And it's very important to fit my friends and be able to go on a road trip.

I'm loving being part of the 'Saturday Night Takeaway' family. I'm in my element chatting to random strangers and taking them back to the studio - in a helicopter of all things.

For a lot of the time I was in Berkeley, I was single. I was living in a kind of collegiate apartment by myself - it was like a protracted summer vacation. So at least in hindsight, I have gloomy emotions attached to Berkeley, whereas I started coming to New York because I was dating someone, and it was very exciting and romantic.

The only good part of driving to Anaheim is the In-N-Out just before you reach the stadium.

I love you now for what we've already shared, and I love you now in anticipation of all that's to come.

What's with the disco lights?" Michael said, rolling down the window between the driver's compartment and the back. Eve turned around, and her face brightened. "You like it? I thought it looked really cool. I saw it in a movie, you know, in a limo." "It's cool," Michael said, and smiled at her. She smiled back. "Can't wait to lie here and watch it with you." Claire said, "You don't have to wait; it's working now. Look--Oh. Never mind." She blushed, feeling stupid that she hadn't gotten that one in the first second. Eve winked at her.

I measure the moment in the heartbeats I skip

God i've missed you. I can't wait to give you your present. He kisses me hotter this time, and beneath me, through his denim and mine. I can feel the promise of his Christmas gift soon to come.

Love plans for tomorrow and loneliness thinks of yesterday.

Are we going to Portland?" I asked. "Or Multnomah Falls?" He smiled at me. "Go to sleep." I waited three seconds. "Are we there yet?" His smile widened, and the last of the usual tension melted from his face. For a smile like that, I'd...do anything.

Journeys end in lovers meeting; I have spent an all but sleepless night, I have told lies and made a fool of myself, and the very air tastes like wine. I have been frightened half out of my foolish wits, but I have somehow earned this joy; I have been waiting for it for so long.