Danielle Steel Love Quotes

Things work out the way they're meant to

Her life was beginning to make sense again, although she couldn’t say she was enjoying it. But her mind was clear, and her heart was not constantly as heavy. Only when she thought about him. But she knew that in time, she’d survive it. She had done it before and would again. Eventually the heart repairs.

Lust is temporary, romance can be nice, but love is the most important thing of all. Because without Love, lust and romance will always be short-lived.

.. that terrible feeling that you're not good enough to be loved by the people you love most, and eventually by anyone else.

Love is messy. If you really love someone, you can't avoid the pain. People die, people leave, things change, but sometimes it all works

Love is quite violent. It is so painful at times, so devastating. And there is nothing worse or better. We find the highs and lows equally unbearable. But then again, the absence of them is more so.

Never lose hope, and if you can, find the courage to love again.

Remember me? I'm back to my old self again. No responsibilities, no attachments, no encumbrances. I don't want to own anything, love anyone, or get too attached to people, places or things. It's a rule that seems to work well for me.

Sometimes life will make you give up what you love most.

Feelings aren't sensible. Sometimes you fall in love with people who don't make sense. And the ones who do make sense turn out to be the wrong ones.

Love meant something to her, she dreamt of it, thought of it, wrote of it. It was the one thing in life that had eluded her completely.

She didn't want to let go of him, or the baby, but sometimes life made you give up what you loved most.

And the worst thing she had heard were the words he hadn't said, the fact that he hadn't loved her.

I don't want to have to give up me, in order to be his.

...But sometimes life made you give up what you loved most. Sometimes there were no compromises or bargains.

I don't need a man to be happy. I had a great one , that was good enough. I don't expect to find another one like him, and why settle for anything less? I'm going ot be perfectly content alone.--Marya

If you let life pass you by now, it won't ever come back. You don't get another chance

I love you and I will until the end of time.And just as she said the words, two bright stars drifted past them overhead and disappeared into the night sky together…

We are always better than before when those we love inflict wounds upon us.

Love is a shooting star that lands in your heart, and lives forever.

You can have anything you want, if you go out and get it. If you claim it as your own. You have a right to it.

I'd love to be a writer one day

Feelings aren’t sensible. always,” her mother said gently. “Feelings aren’t sensible. Sometimes you fall in love with people who don’t make sense. And the ones who do make sense turn out to be the wrong ones

Love is a shoot star that lands in your heart, and lives forever.

I'm not the enemy, they are. I hear them. You're not good enough so no one could ever love you. Come here," he said, pulling her into his arms and looking into her huge blue eyes that were the same color as his own. "I love you. You are lovable. They're idiots. And I love everything about you, just the way you are. Now that's my message to you. It's not theirs. It's mine. You are the most lovable woman I've ever known." As he said it, he kissed her, and tears of relief slid down her cheeks, and she sobbed in his arms. He had just told her everything she had waited to hear all her life, and had never heard before.

Everett thought about it for a minute before he answered. "I go on with my life. I keep coming to meetings. And I love her forever.

It just goes to show, never say never, or the next thing you know, you’ll be doing what you said you never would, owning a dog you swore you didn’t want and walking (or carrying) a tiny, totally enchanting little dog on a rhinestone-studded pink leash.

the essence of prayer is not to think a lot, but to love a lot.

God places the solitary in families,’ comforting words from the Bible … families, by blood, by obligation, by necessity, by desire … and sometimes, if one is very lucky, by love.

His smiles were hard won, but when they came, they were well worth it. They lit up his face like summer sunshine. The rest of the time, and far more frequently, he seemed lost in winter. And when he laughed, he was a different person.

upset or disturb them. The minor problems they encountered were always instantly buffered and solved. Annabelle had grown up in a sacred, golden world, a happy child, among kind, loving people. The past few months had been exciting for her, although tempered by a recent disappointment.

Suddenly she felt guilty for not working harder to forgive him and repair the damage, but he hadn’t either. They had been two lost people, treading water for seven years, after the ship went down. Excerpt From: Steel, Danielle. Country. Delacorte Press, 2015-06-16. iBooks. This material may be protected by copyright.

The only lie I ever told you is that I liked you when I already knew I loved you.

May you be strong, wise, and brave, if it does, and may all your stories have happy endings, and may you always know how much I love you, with all my heart and soul,

Men don’t sleep with you when they love you, but they do sleep with you without a second thought when they don’t.

Feelings aren't sensible. Sometimes you fall in love with people who don't make sense. And the ones who do make sense turn out to be the wrong one.

what we already have … loving each other, being together … holding each other … I love everything about

May your lives be filled with joy and hope, and may you be blessed in every way. And may you always know how much I love you. Mommy/

They were one flame made out of two people, with a love that had endured all the challenges and tragedies of life. But they were still standing, still alive, and still whole.

WINGS LOVE: POEMS

Whatever we decide we don't want in life (whether it's dating, houses, neighborhoods, jobs, partners, or dogs), the fates usually intervene to open our eyes and prove us wrong.

powerful, brave, loving mother, a woman of integrity and courage.

May your impact on others be kind, theirs on you always loving, and may you always, always know and remember how infinitely I love you, with all my heart, now and forever.

You just do the best you can and love them a lot, no matter what.” And let them go when it was time, which was the hardest of all.

She had wished for someone to love, and who would love her, to share her life with.

Oh sweet girl," he said, feeling his heart go out to her, giving her everything he had tried to keep from her, and suddenly he knew what had been wrong between them. He had never dared to lover her.

Be Wise, Be Lucky, Be Kind, Be Loving, Be Loved, Be Happy, all my wishes for you for wonderful lives and keep the love that we share close to you always, just as I cherish you. with all my heart and love,

Even coming to Paris had been a lovely gesture, but it was still wild and impulsive, and did not respect what she’d asked him, to stay away from her, and forget the moment of insanity they had indulged in London.

Men who fall in love with her do so at their own risk and peril. They usually know it, or suspect it, but they can’t resist the gamble. She brings them to the edge of insanity, which is always a dangerous thing. If any man ever makes you feel crazy and

Look at Christ on the cross. Think of the challenge that must have been for Him. The agony of betrayal by people He had trusted, and death. And afterward came the resurrection. He proved that no challenge, no matter how great, could end His love for us.

The grapes he grew were living beings to him, to be cherished and nourished and protected. And he felt the same way about his wife. He cherished her like a precious gift, and she blossomed and thrived in the warmth of his love, and loved him just as deeply.

in Malibu on weekends. She hadn’t really been looking for a man in the past eleven years. She had accepted her single state after the divorce and made her peace with it. She really didn’t want to be with a man unless she loved him. But at times the companionship of a man was

To all of you in my life, I thank you, for the good times and hard times you gave me, for the lessons that I learned from you or because of you. For those of you who loved and respected me, I thank you. To those of you who hurt me and made the dark days longer, I forgive you. To my husband, Clay, I owe you my life, and

Coming Home. Well darling....sometimes God loves people, specially much and he feels they have done everything they had to do, and then he takes them up to Heaven with him. Does he love everybody that much? Yes, he loves everybody, but he lets some people stay here for a very long time. And other people, he takes up with him a little sooner.

The weather in Paris was unusually warm as Peter Haskell’s plane landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport. The plane taxied neatly to the gate, and a few minutes later, briefcase in hand, Peter was striding through the airport. He was almost smiling as he got on the customs line, despite the heat of the day and the number of people crowding ahead of him in line. Peter Haskell loved Paris.

Chapter One The weather in Paris was unusually warm as Peter Haskell’s plane landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport. The plane taxied neatly to the gate, and a few minutes later, briefcase in hand, Peter was striding through the airport. He was almost smiling as he got on the customs line, despite the heat of the day and the number of people crowding ahead of him in line. Peter Haskell loved Paris. He generally traveled to Europe

Because your face is still your face. You’re still you. That hasn’t changed. You’re not just a nose and a cheek and a chin. You’re you because of what’s inside you. That’s what people love. The rest is just very pretty window dressing, but it doesn’t mean a damn thing. How many gorgeous girls have you and I both seen who’re dumb as shit and mean as snakes, and real bitches? How beautiful is that, no matter how beautiful they are? I’d rather see your scars than look at them any day.

Life is made up of special moments, moments of joy, or of sorrow, of great good fortune, incredible thoughtfulness, moments you never forget, and that impact an entire lifetime, moments you treasure. May all your special moments be precious, happy ones, change your life in fortunate ways, and turn out to be great blessings. May your impact on others be kind, theirs on you always loving, and may you always, always know and remember how infinitely I love you, with all my heart, now and forever.

Life is made up of special moments, moments of joy, or of sorrow, of great good fortune, incredible thoughtfulness, moments you never forget, and that impact an entire lifetime, moments you treasure. May all your special moments be precious, happy ones, change your life in fortunate ways, and turn out to be great blessings. May your impact on others be kind, theirs on you always loving, and may you always, always know and remember how infinitely I love you, with all my heart, now and forever. With

Those who had seen eyes like hers before understood instantly that she was a woman who had suffered, but wore it well, with dignity and grace. Rather than dragging her down into depression, her pain had lifted her into a peaceful place. She was not a Buddhist, but shared philosophies with them, in that she didn’t fight what happened to her, but instead drifted with it, allowing life to carry her from one experience to the next. It was that depth and wisdom that shone through her work. An acceptance of life as it really was, rather than trying to force it to be what one wanted, and it never could be. She was willing to let go of what she loved, which was the hardest task of all. And the more she lived and learned and studied, the humbler she was. A monk she had met in Tibet called her a holy woman, which in fact she was, although she had no particular affinity for any formal church. If she believed in anything, she believed in life, and embraced it with a gentle touch. She was a strong reed bending in the wind, beautiful and resilient.

We’re all given terrible trials sometimes, things that we think will break our spirit and kill us, and they make us stronger in the end. They seem like the cruelest blows, but in a funny way they’re like compliments from God. I know that must sound crazy to you, but that’s what they are. If He didn’t love you and believe in you, He wouldn’t give you challenges like this. They’re opportunities for grace. You’ll be stronger from this. I know it. This is God’s way of telling you that He loves you and believes in you. It’s a compliment from Him to you. Does that make any sense?

It really is like a fairytale, isn’t it?” she said softly, smiling, with his arm around her. “The wicked witch is gone. The handsome prince turns out to be you.” “And I get the fairy princess…even if Simone owns the glass slippers.” They both laughed at what he said, and walked slowly down the hill hand in hand. They were in no hurry. They would replant the vineyards together, and repair whatever had been damaged. The fairytale had just begun. And without saying it, they both knew they would be a happily ever after. All they had to do was build it together. In the magical valley they loved and where

A blind date is when well-meaning friends select two people from opposite ends of the earth, with as little in common as humanly possible, and lie to each of them about just how fabulous, interesting, normal, well adjusted, intelligent, and attractive the other half of the blind date is. Reality hits as they come through the door. You then pursue the same formula as on a regular date, hopefully in less time, and you pray that they wrote down your phone number wrong. After that you go home and cry, eventually laugh, and never speak to the friends who set you up again. And after you forget just how bad it was, you let the same friends, or others, do it to you again. With love and empathy. d.s.

Usually, Marilyn Norton loved the hot weather, but she was having a tough time with it, nine months pregnant, with her due date in two days. She was expecting her second child, another boy, and he was going to be a big one. She could hardly move in the heat, and her ankles and feet were so swollen that all she had been able to get her feet into were rubber flip-flops. She was wearing huge white shorts that were too tight on her now, and a white T-shirt of her husband’s that outlined her belly. She had nothing left to wear that still fit, but the baby would arrive soon. She was just glad that she had made it to the first day of school with Billy. He had been nervous about his new school, and she wanted to be there with him.

Coming Home. There is a time of year in New York, in the fall, which comes suddenly, and doesn't last long, but is enough to make you love it for the rest of the year. If you go away then, you will always think of New York in golden hues, but if you stay you see the filth, the soot, the slush, and later, live in the stench and torrid heat of a New York summer. But in the fall it becomes beautiful, it is red and gold and brown, it's lear and windy and crisp, the streets look cleaner, people step as though walking to a march, the smell of hot chestnuts is everywhere...It's the time of year I love best, and if there is a warm spot in my heart for New York it is for the city at precisely that time of year. And that spell it weaves for two, or three, or four weeks in the late autumn.

Lily Thomas lay in bed when the alarm went off on a snowy January morning in Squaw Valley. She opened her eyes for just an instant and saw the thick snow swirling beyond the windows of the house her father had rented, and for a fraction of an instant, she wanted to roll over and go back to sleep. She could hear the dynamite blasts in the distance to prevent avalanches, and just from a glance, she knew what kind of day it was. You could hardly see past the windows in the heavy blizzard, and she knew that if the mountain was open, it wouldn’t be for long. But she loved the challenge of skiing in heavy snow. It would be a good workout, and she didn’t want to miss a single day with one of her favorite instructors, Jason Yee.

wanted to go with her twenty-year-old brother. “I’m a little old for that, you know. Alan’s fine about it though. He’ll make me laugh all night and say rude things about all the big stars, but they all know him and love him.” “I didn’t expect you to fill my shoes quite so handsomely,” he said, sounding both peeved and jealous, and she laughed. Maybe it was good for him. “I’d rather be with you than Alan any day,” she said honestly. “Just remember that,” he smiled. “That’s one hell of a compliment, Allie. I’ve never thought of myself in the same league with Alan Carr.” “Well, don’t let it

movie was going beautifully. Carmen was still shooting, and behaving herself, and her pregnancy had caused no problems, though Alan managed to show up every time they shot a love scene, and the director had called Allegra and was upset about it. But both movies were going well. And Allegra was helping Jeannie Morrison sell their house in Beverly Hills, and move to their ranch in Colorado. She wanted to get as far away as she could, and she wanted to complete the move before the kids started school in September. They still had bodyguards around the clock, but it appeared that the event that had shattered their lives had been the disturbed, passionate gesture

career, and the respect of his peers. Her life was entirely different with Josh now, younger and more active, more like what it had been in her thirties and forties, and she loved it. The morning after the Academy Awards, they went for a run together.

what was wrong, and stupid of him, was that he had spent eight months with her when he didn’t love her.

Andy felt as though he had come here to meet her, and she had come back to this house of sorrow to find love and joy again.

She suddenly had everything she wanted, and a man she knew she could love. All she’d had to do was let go of the wrong one, and the right one walked into her life.

I love you very, very much. I guess this is the best way to protect our friendship forever.

How she looks is her husband’s fault. Women who feel loved are a lot more attractive than neglected wives. They stop caring about how they look. It always makes me sad for them.” Gemma nodded. She

objects that couldn’t be

They lost the hope of a better relationship with him when he died. They don’t want to remember the truth right now.” Excerpt From: Steel, Danielle. “Country.” Delacorte Press, 2015-06-16. iBooks. This material may be protected by copyright.

Jim said she would go to prison for sure because of the amount she had stolen, and there was probably more. “I can bring over dinner if you want.” “I’m just going to pack and go to bed. I hate that early flight,” Tallie said, smiling back at her. And every time she did now, it felt false. She was used to getting up early to be on the set, so even that was a lie. Everything was now. Everything Tallie said to her felt wrong, and everything Brigitte had done had been worse. Brigitte gave her a hug as they left each other, and Tallie hugged her back, feeling her insides cringe when she did. “Give Max my love.” “Have fun in Mexico!” Tallie called out as she left. Brigitte had said she was going to Palmilla, but she hadn’t said with whom, and Tallie didn’t care. It made Tallie wonder, as she walked to her car, when and how she was going to fire her. She called Greg Thomas from the car. She wanted to discuss it with him, and she told him everything that had been happening, and that the FBI were going to make the arrest in the next week. “I’ve been waiting to fire her until they told me I could. The special agent in charge of the case called me today and told me. He’s coming by tonight. So what do I do about her?” “I’d like to notify her by letter and e-mail,” Greg said quietly. “I don’t want you doing it face-to-face. This could get nasty, or even dangerous for you. Do you think she could get violent?” He was worried about Tallie, especially since she was alone at the house now that Hunt was gone. “I don’t think so. I hope not.” Tallie hadn’t really thought about it. They had been so busy getting evidence

They sounded pretty tough about it, but we can put up a fight for it in court. Since it’s the only asset left, a judge is liable to give half of it to you.” Peter thought about it for a long moment, and about his boys and the years he had spent with her. He was angry at her for bailing on him, but he still loved her. And he felt bad to have

chairs, looking as uninterested as Lily. She had singled Lily out, but Lily smiled as soon as she turned her attention to the others. She loved that Ms.

here.” “Yeah,” she said, as tears rolled down her cheeks again, “and you love Liz too. I could see it.” She started to sob then and buried her face in his

them. She’s much too nice about it, but that’s the way she is.” Leslie almost said that that was why he loved her, but caught

His boots rested on the seat in front of him. There were oil stains on the cracked brown leather. His jeans had grease spots. He smelled faintly of engine exhaust. He had kind eyes. He loved her daughter. He loved animals. Even squirrels. He had read every book Danielle Steele had ever written because he got hooked in rehab.

was right. Maddie would have to give up the firehouse one day—just not yet, and hopefully not for a long time. She loved living there. Maddie was working on the contact sheets, and not thinking about Deanna or her ankle, an

Jacob

younger boys gently but firmly, and after dinner they all went to their rooms to settle down, call friends, watch TV, or do whatever they wanted. Jake came to check on her, tucked into Seth’s room. “Are you doing okay?” “I couldn’t be happier, and they’re not crazy at all, they’re terrific!” It was a house full of love. It filled every space and reverberated from the rafters. “They’re on their best behavior for you. Wait till the boys get into a fight and start throwing things at each other, and my dad’s two little monsters arrive on Christmas Eve and Day. My mother says they’re both hyperactive, and Genevieve thinks they’re fine.” Antonia loved Eloise, when she and John arrived the morning of Christmas Eve. They all had lunch together and went for a walk on Ocean Beach. The fog was hovering just beyond the coastline, and you could hear foghorns in the distance. It was such a picturesque little city. Antonia loved

but they would have anyway, no matter what he drove. “I have the day off tomorrow. And there are some other things I want you to see. I have a surprise.” He was trying to organize her introduction to Nashville, while keeping a hand in his work. And she knew they were playing a concert in six days. It had been sold out for months. He left her in the lobby, and she heard the Corvette roar off two minutes later, as she went upstairs. She had had a fabulous day so far, thanks to Chase. She changed into jeans and comfortable clothes for their time in the studio that night. And he said there would be plenty of food for everyone to eat. She couldn’t wait to see his house. She knew how much he loved it, and how important his home was to him. He talked about it a lot, and what a job it had been to renovate it. It was an old Colonial mansion on extensive grounds. It was part of an old plantation that had been divided into lots years before, and he had the main house and gardens closest to the house. The old slave quarters had been torn down when the property had been split up. She hardly had enough time to check her e-mails and change her clothes before it was time to pick her up. One of

loved any man. She was committed but never owned. And when it no longer felt right, or got too close, she moved on. Her aloofness was a challenge to most men, and to Jean-Louis. They wanted to possess her and to

But the soldier sitting next to her laughed at her when she asked if it was a national holiday. “Yeah, you could call it that, I guess. They call this a war. That’s artillery … those are tracer bullets going off … oh … I’d say somewhere in the vicinity of Bien Hoa.… Lady, you’re gonna love it here. We got fireworks

feelings of love in her she had never

And I suddenly feel like Pinocchio after he’s been swallowed; dome roof with curved steel beams like a whale’s ribs, the moon and Milky Way right there at the yawning shutter of its mouth.

generations of love and hope, strife and passion. 978-0-7515-4070-3 * published outside the UK under the title PASSION’s PROMISE

loving

can rent a bed. It’s either