Thursday Quoteables: December 2nd

Thank you Lisa for hosting this great meme!

Welcome to Thursday Quotable! This feature is the place to highlight a great quote, line, or passage discovered during your reading each week.  Whether it’s something funny, startling, gut-wrenching, or just really beautifully written, Thursday Quotable is where my favorite lines will be, and you’re invited to join in!

The Witch's Kind: A Novel by [Louisa Morgan]

Being in love is a special kind of insanity. It’s as if the mind gives way under some primal drive, a need to touch, a compulsion to possess, almost to devour.

What are your thoughts?

I held up the puppy so I could look into her dark eyes, fringed with ridiculously long black lashes. Sweet puppy breath wafted across my face, and her little heart thudded under my fingers so that I felt as if I had a hummingbird cupped in my two hands. I was in love with her even before I returned her to my chest and cradled her there. The warmth of her tiny body seeped through the bones of my rib cage to caress my sore heart, bringing sudden tears to my eyes.

I felt this way about my two furbabies when we first got them. The love I felt for both of them was just so overwhelming and beautiful!

What Big Teeth by [Rose Szabo]

My love is a haunted house, a ghost possessing his own body, a fire that burns itself alive. A light almost too bright to look at, but I forced myself to look as long as I could.


I sat with that for a long time. I thought of every person I had met, wondering how many of them had wolves inside them and just had never pulled them out. Or perhaps more horrible: how many of them, in a moment of fear, reached inside themselves for something to save them, and came up empty.

This gives a lot of food for thought.

I’d love to see some of your favorite quotes!

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