Love Utley Quotes

My girl is here. I close the distance between us. Reaching out, I wrap my fingers around the front of her throat and hold her in place. “Hi, Bunny.” Her throat moves with a swallow against my palm. “Hi —” My lips find hers. I can’t wait another moment.

It doesn’t matter if he’s sex incarnate. Never again.

I’m never letting you go, Hannah Bunny.” He presses another soft kiss against me. “I hope you understand. I’m never letting you go.

I got a servant, a nice clean German girl from the Volga. Her village had been devastated—no other word can convey my meaning—by the liquidation of the Kulaks. In the German Volga Republic the peasants, who had been settled there two hundred years before to set an example to the Russians, had been better farmers and so enjoyed a higher standard of life than most peasants in Russia. Consequently, the greater part of them were classified as Kulaks and liquidated. *** The girls came to the towns to work as servants, and were highly prized, since they were more competent, cleaner, more honest and self-respecting than the Russian peasants. Curiously, they were the most purely Teutonic Germans I had ever seen, Germans like the pictures in Hans Andersen fairy tales, blue-eyed, with long golden plaits and lovely, fair skins. Being Protestants, and regarding the Russians around them as no better than barbarians, they had intermarried little and retained a racial purity which would no doubt have delighted Hitler. *** My Hilda seemed a treasure. She could cook, she could read and write, she kept herself and the rooms clean and looked like a pink and flaxen doll. I could treat her as an equal without finding that this led to her stealing my clothes and doing no work. The servant problem in Moscow for Jane and me lay in our inability to bully and curse and drive, which was the only treatment the Russian servant understood. It was quite natural that this should be so, since Soviet society, like Tsarist society but to a far higher degree, was based on force and cheating. *** I was amazed at the outspoken way in which Hilda and Sophie (another German girl who worked for Jane) voiced their hatred and contempt of the Soviet Government. Sophie, one of thirteen children of a bedniak (poor peasant) would shake her fist and say: “Kulaks! The Kulaks are up there in the Kremlin, not in the village.” Since the word “Kulak” originally signified an exploiter and usurer, her meaning was quite plain.

Because I missed you.

An intense sense of loss fills me, and I fucking hate it. There’s so much time we could have had together, but instead, we lost it all.

The last time we had sex, it was frantic. A little drunk. And our clothes mostly stayed on. But I have a feeling tonight is going to be a little more intense.

Maybe we can arrange a company game of dodgeball, and I can chuck something at his face.

I’m here. Just busy wondering how you’ve already managed to sleep with this woman without, it seems, actually talking to her.” I stare forward at the wall. “I hate you.

The part I always loved about golf was that you could go out there by yourself and be totally responsible for what happened or didn’t happen.

Ruth seems reasonable.” I scoff. “I’m sorry, what part of anything she did or said was reasonable?” “Telling Chelsea she could have boys over when she turned thirty-five.

I know how to take care of myself,” she tells me, one hand on the door. “I know you do, Babe. But let me do some of that caring too.

That’s right, Babe. When I say taste, you look at my mouth.

I almost roll my eyes. What sort of grown-ass man has a cotton candy flavored energy drink to start his day?

Maddox is Daddy material.

feel like Baymax stuck in that window.

That’s right, Little Bunny, you can run, but I’m going to chase.

But it didn’t stop me from dreaming, from hoping for a different outcome. For a happily ever after. For some light in the dark. For someone to choose me.

I know I’ll never get a rain head shower in my bathroom at home, but after experiencing Maddox’s freaking spa-level bathroom, I’m tempted to tape a hose to my ceiling. That felt like I was a damn fairy showering in the forest.