Sloane Kensington Quotes

There’s potential in each and every one of us, and I hope you fulfill yours to the point of happiness.

❝Sloane Kensington, I like the way you think.❞

Sloane Kensington didn’t comfort people, but she’d comforted me. If I’d ever thought I could walk away from her before, last night confirmed I couldn’t.

Simply because one never said no to Sloane Kensington.

We’ve worked together for years, and I don’t even know your favorite food.” That was a lie. I knew she loved sushi because it was neat and easy to eat on the go. I knew she preferred double cheeseburgers when she was on her period and steak, medium rare, at client dinners unless her client was vegetarian, in which case she ordered soup and salad. She liked her wine white, her coffee black, and her gin with a splash of tonic. I knew all of these things because despite her assumption that I paid attention to no one except myself, I couldn’t stop noticing her if my life depended on it. Every detail, every moment, all filed and categorized in the Sloane cabinet of my mind. I would never tell her any of that, though, because if there was one thing sure to send Sloane Kensington running, it was the possibility of intimacy.

At present, she was simply praying that her feet didn’t get hopelessly tangled in all the half-truths and deceptions demanded by her chosen path.

Sloane Kensington, I like the way you think.

I told myself I didn’t want to complicate our relationship or fuck up the terms of my allowance, when in reality, a part of me suspected that giving in to that attraction would spell the end for me. Then we’d started working together and I’d discovered the layers beneath her rigid exterior. The intelligence. The conviction. The fierce loyalty to those she cared about. And I no longer suspected but knew, especially after that kiss, that Sloane Kensington was it. Just like that.

And I wondered, my mind flipping from the first time we’d met in her office to this moment right here, right now, just how in the hell I’d fallen in love with Sloane Kensington.

That was right, I, Sloane, Kensington, had willingly invited someone to stay—count them—one, two, three nights with me, and I didn’t dread. Who even am I?

I love you, Sloane Kensington. Always and forever.” “Forever is a long time.” “Not long enough.

I, Sloane Kensington, was attracted to Xavier Castillo. No, not just attracted to, but liked. Enough to forget my strict rules about not getting involved with clients. Enough to let him kiss me and to kiss him back. I’m so fucked.

That our existence is finite allows us to feel emotions—joy and sorrow, loss and redemption. . .” His breath seemed to catch in his throat. “And, most important, love.

Charlotte drew her strength from principle and passion, not hubris and greed.

Are my ears deceiving me? Is Sloane Kensington checking in on me of her own free will?

Charlotte knew she had frightened them with her momentary swoon. Opening one’s heart to another did not come without perils.

But we must be able to feel pain, if we are to be able to feel joy.

monde,

Nulla tenaci invia est via. For the tenacious, no road is impassable.

There are so many momentous discoveries waiting to be made, but we need minds of bold imagination and fearless curiosity

The cosmos was a wondrous place, alive with infinite possibilities and interconnections,

you’re cobbled together from granite and flint, with naught but Highland malt running through your veins,

And in talking afterward of loss and regret, the simple act of holding hands had seemed to connect them in ways that defied words.

mysticism seems at odds with rational thought. Though Wrexford says science often involves imagining the unimaginable.

The truth, however black, is better than the gilded glitter of self-deception.