Quotes from Andrew M. Greeley

He returned her love. He lusted after her sweet young body. He wanted her the way he wanted to breathe the spring air. He had never loved anyone before. He had not known even what this feeling for his tiny slave was. Now in the crisp, clear spring sunlight, he knew.

An impish gleam flickered across the lakes of her eyes. "Do I cause pleasure in the eyes of my master?" She asked sarcastically, twirling the red leine before him.

So you would kill Old Ireland?" Anna Livia said. "You would kill yourself, for without Old Ireland, you wouldn't be.

I want to drink you in with my eyes till I am intoxicated forever.

His heart was now beating rapidly. He wanted to embrace her, cover her with kisses, caress her hair, touch her breast, stroke her thighs: he wanted to sing songs for her, dance dances for her, write poems for her.

Well now, look at this, they keep winter in a box. That's clever," she congratulated me. Then she shut the fridge door...

Modesty means that you insist that men delight in you at the right time and in the right place and in the right way and we dictate what that means …

Every parent is astonished when their child becomes, quite suddenly, a young person. Only yesterday … Why didn't we notice what was happening when it was happening? Why had we been too busy to enjoy her progress towards the cusp of maturity?

The secret for a man trying to understand a woman is to listen to what she means, not what she says.