“...[T]here's a fine line between wild and full-on whack job.”
―
Kimberly McCreight,
Reconstructing Amelia
“He smiled affably at the burglar, a burly fellow whom he continued to hold with one hand, as easily as if he had been a child. The entire household had been aroused, and a good number of them had joined in, shouting questions and brandishing various deadly instruments. The burglar glared wildly at Emerson, bare to the waist and bulging with muscle - at Gargery and his cudgel - at Selim, fingering a knife even longer than Nefret's - at assorted footmen armed with pokers, spits, and cleavers - and at the giant form of Daoud advancing purposefully toward him. 'It's a bleedin' army!' he gurgled. 'The lyin' barstard said you was some kind of professor!” ― Elizabeth Peters, The Falcon at the Portal
“She had a wildness tucked inside her that made her seem fun and unpredictable and just a little tiny bit dangerous. Of course, it was also the exact same thing that eventually ended up driving the boys away. After all, there’s a fine line between wild and full-on whack job.” ― Kimberly McCreight, Reconstructing Amelia
“Emily taught him to view each day as a wild element divorced from past and future.” ― Amelia Gray, Gutshot: Stories
“Ye should see my massive claymore.""Oh, good heavens," Jane muttered from behind them."What now?" he asked. "A claymore's a fine weapon, long and heavy, and a wonder when ye ken how to use it correctly."Abruptly Amelia-Rose didn't think they were talking about swords. "And you know how to use yours correctly?""Aye. I'm something of an artist, ye might say. I'd like to show it to ye, lass.” ― Suzanne Enoch, It's Getting Scot in Here
“Don't say 'Horse shite,' Amelia-Rose whispered, drawing even with him.What should I call it, then, digested equine grass lumps?” ― Suzanne Enoch, It's Getting Scot in Here
“She had a wildness tucked inside her that made her seem fun and unpredictable and just a little tiny bit dangerous.” ― Kimberly McCreight, Reconstructing Amelia
“I’ve gone from being prey he’s caught to shelter he’s found.” ― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover
“Bedelia never meant to lead a pack of dogs on a wild-goose chase. She never meant to steal something and then sell it. She never meant to make someone look bad (very bad) or lead a parade astray or even stomp on a piece of perfectly delicious cherry pie. But all that and more actually happened.” ― Herman Parish, Amelia Bedelia Means Business
“What are you going to do to me?”“Are you sure you want to know, Ms . Van Kempt?”“Yes,” I whisper.“Whatever I fucking want.” ― Amelia Wilde, The Proposition
“being angry is easy. Understanding a person is harder. It hurts more.” ― Amelia Wilde, Last Resort
“The most important thing is whether it feels good and right to you,” ― Amelia Wilde, Binding Contract
“A sense of goodness was my mom’s way of deciding what to do about any given situation. Does it feel good when you picture that outcome?” ― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover
“it is her body that’s been on my mind. Her eyes. Her taste. The feel of her delicate bone structure underneath my palm. It’s her body that will bear the brunt of my revenge.” ― Amelia Wilde, Net Worth
“Just enough to let the thoughts keep coming. I’ve been pushing them away for so long that it’s hurting me. I see that now.” ― Amelia Wilde, Devil May Care
“The only time it felt better was when I was fucking her, and I want more. The urge prowls under my skin. If she could handle it, I would bend her over the bed. I would fuck her all night. I would fuck her until a solution presented itself. I would fuck her until the end of time.” ― Amelia Wilde, Fallen Rose
“Stanley forced a smile to his lips at the memory of the onesided romance; it was silly, after all, a stupid childhood crush. Who’d fall in love with a fictional character? That was the kind of thing you laughed about as an adult. Or at least Harriet had thought so. He couldn’t quite do it, though. Couldn’t quite see it as a joke. It had felt too real, too raw and wild and fierce, for him todismiss it even now. It was love, of a sort, stunted and unformed as it was. For a time, it had kept him sane.” ― Amelia Mangan, Release
“You became this man, you became this beast, so you could live.” He lets out a shuddering breath. “So I could find you. I had to find you. I needed you like this. I need you. Like this. Exactly how you are.” ― Amelia Wilde, Fallen Rose
“I don’t want you to be good. A good person would never be so filthy in bed. You’re fucking depraved, Leo.” ― Amelia Wilde, Hidden Beauty
“He smiled affably at the burglar, a burly fellow whom he continued to hold with one hand, as easily as if he had been a child. The entire household had been aroused, and a good number of them had joined in, shouting questions and brandishing various deadly instruments. The burglar glared wildly at Emerson, bare to the waist and bulging with muscle - at Gargery and his cudgel - at Selim, fingering a knife even longer than Nefret's - at assorted footmen armed with pokers, spits, and cleavers - and at the giant form of Daoud advancing purposefully toward him. 'It's a bleedin' army!' he gurgled. 'The lyin' barstard said you was some kind of professor!” ― Elizabeth Peters, The Falcon at the Portal
“She had a wildness tucked inside her that made her seem fun and unpredictable and just a little tiny bit dangerous. Of course, it was also the exact same thing that eventually ended up driving the boys away. After all, there’s a fine line between wild and full-on whack job.” ― Kimberly McCreight, Reconstructing Amelia
“Emily taught him to view each day as a wild element divorced from past and future.” ― Amelia Gray, Gutshot: Stories
“Ye should see my massive claymore.""Oh, good heavens," Jane muttered from behind them."What now?" he asked. "A claymore's a fine weapon, long and heavy, and a wonder when ye ken how to use it correctly."Abruptly Amelia-Rose didn't think they were talking about swords. "And you know how to use yours correctly?""Aye. I'm something of an artist, ye might say. I'd like to show it to ye, lass.” ― Suzanne Enoch, It's Getting Scot in Here
“Don't say 'Horse shite,' Amelia-Rose whispered, drawing even with him.What should I call it, then, digested equine grass lumps?” ― Suzanne Enoch, It's Getting Scot in Here
“She had a wildness tucked inside her that made her seem fun and unpredictable and just a little tiny bit dangerous.” ― Kimberly McCreight, Reconstructing Amelia
“I’ve gone from being prey he’s caught to shelter he’s found.” ― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover
“Bedelia never meant to lead a pack of dogs on a wild-goose chase. She never meant to steal something and then sell it. She never meant to make someone look bad (very bad) or lead a parade astray or even stomp on a piece of perfectly delicious cherry pie. But all that and more actually happened.” ― Herman Parish, Amelia Bedelia Means Business
“What are you going to do to me?”“Are you sure you want to know, Ms . Van Kempt?”“Yes,” I whisper.“Whatever I fucking want.” ― Amelia Wilde, The Proposition
“being angry is easy. Understanding a person is harder. It hurts more.” ― Amelia Wilde, Last Resort
“The most important thing is whether it feels good and right to you,” ― Amelia Wilde, Binding Contract
“A sense of goodness was my mom’s way of deciding what to do about any given situation. Does it feel good when you picture that outcome?” ― Amelia Wilde, Hostile Takeover
“it is her body that’s been on my mind. Her eyes. Her taste. The feel of her delicate bone structure underneath my palm. It’s her body that will bear the brunt of my revenge.” ― Amelia Wilde, Net Worth
“Just enough to let the thoughts keep coming. I’ve been pushing them away for so long that it’s hurting me. I see that now.” ― Amelia Wilde, Devil May Care
“The only time it felt better was when I was fucking her, and I want more. The urge prowls under my skin. If she could handle it, I would bend her over the bed. I would fuck her all night. I would fuck her until a solution presented itself. I would fuck her until the end of time.” ― Amelia Wilde, Fallen Rose
“Stanley forced a smile to his lips at the memory of the onesided romance; it was silly, after all, a stupid childhood crush. Who’d fall in love with a fictional character? That was the kind of thing you laughed about as an adult. Or at least Harriet had thought so. He couldn’t quite do it, though. Couldn’t quite see it as a joke. It had felt too real, too raw and wild and fierce, for him todismiss it even now. It was love, of a sort, stunted and unformed as it was. For a time, it had kept him sane.” ― Amelia Mangan, Release
“You became this man, you became this beast, so you could live.” He lets out a shuddering breath. “So I could find you. I had to find you. I needed you like this. I need you. Like this. Exactly how you are.” ― Amelia Wilde, Fallen Rose
“I don’t want you to be good. A good person would never be so filthy in bed. You’re fucking depraved, Leo.” ― Amelia Wilde, Hidden Beauty
