Lisa Kleypas
Lisa Kleypas
Lisa Kleypasis a best-selling American author of historical and contemporary romance novels. In 1985, she was named Miss Massachusetts 1985 and competed in the Miss America 1986 pageant in Atlantic City...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
CountryUnited States of America
poverty
There is no peace in poverty
hands people giving
Pity goes hand in hand with contempt. Don't ever forget that, Liberty. You can't take handouts or help from anyone, because that gives people the right to look down on you.
hard-work choices want
I didn't expect it was going to be easy. But hard work is a lot easier to tolerate when it's something you want to do instead of something you have no choice about.
girlfriend party waiting
Girlfriend, if you're waiting for a fairy godmother to show up with a dress and a ride, you're not going to make it to the party.
ambition someday fearlessness
I loved him so much, loved his fearlessness, his strength, even the ambition that would someday take him away from me.
letting-go long absence
I had to let go of him. But I knew that as long as I lived, I would feel the phantompain of his absence.
struggle people difficult
Why is life so difficult for some people and not for others? Why do some people have to struggle so much?
haunting ghost let-him-go
Bitterly I wondered if Hardy was going to overshadow every relationship for the rest of my life, haunting me like a ghost. I didn't know how to let him go. I'd never even had him.
secret matter no-matter-what
Somehow I knew that no matter what I chose to tell or to keep secret, he would understand.
choices accepting consequence
Make your choice and accept the consequences.
running running-away
I'm not running away from my fears," I told Dane. "I'm running away from my relatives.
heart pieces want
Be happy, honey. No one deserves it more. But don't forget... I'm keeping one little piece of your heart for myself. And if you ever want it back.. .you know where to find it.
childhood understanding rooms
He stared at me with bitter understanding. We both knew there was no room in this for friendship. Nothing left but childhood history.
saws conversation glances
Our gazes met. It seemed an entire conversation took place in that one glance. Each of us saw what we needed to know.