Cowboy Quotes

“Hate to burst your bubble, sweetheart, but a Stetson and a pair of Tony Lamas doesn’t make a man a cowboy.”
― Victoria Vane, Slow Hand

“My head rested on his shoulder, my heart rested entirely in his hands And in a whisper, my words escaped:" I love you. "He probably hadn't heard them. He was too focused on the movie. But he heard me; I could tell. His arms enveloped me even further; his embrace tightened. He breathed in and sighed, and his hand played with my hair." Good, "he said softly, and his gentle lips found mine.”
― Ree Drummond, The Pioneer Woman: Black Heels to Tractor Wheels

“You're gonna have to hold on tight, because this rodeo is just getting started.”
― Joya Ryan, Chasing Trouble

“Unearth marvels as you walk the path,
Stand in awe,
Therein is the joy of life.”
― Barbara Neville, Cowgirls Just Wanna Have Fun

“I know what it’s like to be different. I’m a Native American in a white world.”
― Tamara Hoffa, A Special Kind of Love

“When I love, I love with everything within me.”

Seeing him with his child, this was obvious. Did he mean…yes, he meant exactly what he said, and it was like he wanted her to know it went much deeper than only with his child. That whatever he loved, he loved with everything inside of him. “I sense that about you, Tristan. Your actions and words are heartfelt.”
― Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, Cowboy Boss and his Destiny

“The sky is the most glorious blue I've ever seen." Nick must have heard her quiet words. "I used to think there couldn't be a more beautiful blue in all the world." The sound of his voice pulled Elizabeth into his presence. She said with a curious glance. "What changed your mind?" He flushed though his green gaze remained steady on her, "I saw your eyes.”
― Debra Holland, Wild Montana Sky

“We'll ride along the river. It's a mighty pretty sight..." Puffy white clouds floated across the azure blue sky. Pine-covered mountains crowned with snowcaps folded down into foothills that ringed the valley. Beneath the clouds the play of sun and shadow cast hazy blue-green patches on the mountainsides. A distant large-winged bird rode on air currents before diving into a clump of trees.”
― Debra Holland, Wild Montana Sky

“Such is the life and death of a good cowboy.”
― Larry McMurtry, The Last Kind Words Saloon

“You want a wild ride, J.J.? I'll give it to you, hard and slow until you scream my name.”
― Joya Ryan, Chasing Trouble

“I must say, cowboy, I'm impressed. I was worried you could only handle eight seconds at a time.”
― Joya Ryan, Chasing Trouble

“Boy oh boy, this man is trouble. He was slowly tearing down the wall she’d built around her heart, brick by brick. Could any man be this perfect? He must have some faults. Maybe he is a chauvinist pig…no, doesn’t seem like it. He is kind to animals and children, he is a fireman, he looks like sex on a stick. What could be wrong with him? Maybe he snores. Oh, wouldn’t I like to find out?”
― Tamara Hoffa

“She was everything he loved about a woman wrapped up in a cute little package. Golden blonde hair was secured to the top of her head in a ponytail, he bet it would reach her waist when it was loose. Her body was curvy in all the right places, her breasts more than filled out the T-shirt she was wearing and those hips, dang he could just imagine holding onto them while she rode him, instead of Big Red.”
― Tamara Hoffa, A Special Kind of Love

“Let's face it. I'm the romantic equivalent of the Bermuda Triangle. Men date me then disappear, never to be heard from again."

Jaymes, Olivia (2013-12-18). Justice Healed (Cowboy Justice Association Book 2) (Kindle Locations 981-982). Blonde Ambition Press. Kindle Edition.”
― Olivia Jaymes

“Hades cracked his knuckles on each hand, and the noise was like gunpowder caps exploding in the silence." First dish duty, "he mumbled to himself," now possessed cowboys. This just isn't my night.”
― Josh Strnad, Pantheon

“Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a raindance.”
― Texas Bix Bender, Don't Squat With Yer Spurs On!: A Cowboy's Guide to Life

“It’s this thing between us. The thing that we’ve been sidestepping all around rather than talking about it.”

“Kind of hard to talk about something that neither of us can even define.”

Annie Rose stood up, walked over to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, rolled up on her toes, and kissed him hard right on the lips. It didn’t feel strange and there was nothing but a tingling feeling in the pit of his stomach when she pulled away.

“Now we’ve talked about it,” she said. “Good night, Mason. See you at breakfast.”
― Carolyn Brown, How to Marry a Cowboy

“You're so pretty, Elizabeth,... Why, I'd never have taken you for a spinster.”
― Debra Holland, Wild Montana Sky

“I didn't mean to upset you, Ms. Hamilton," his gaze shifted back to her. "It's a beautiful sight and I thought you'd like to see it." She gasped in delight at the vista before her. Distant purple mountains framed lush green meadows speckled with brown dots of cattle. A silver river threaded through clumps of trees. In the middle of the valley, ranch buildings clustered around a large white house. Elizabeth inhaled crisp air into her lungs...”
― Debra Holland, Wild Montana Sky

“What do you men wear (to swim)?" Laughter glinted in his green eyes and he slanted her a mischievous grin. "Since Mrs. Carter came here to live, we swim in old pants cut off at the knees." Warmth crept up her cheeks. Bad enough to think of a bare-chested Nick swimming in the pool without thinking of him naked.”
― Debra Holland, Wild Montana Sky

“She always thought of Aaron as special not less. He was God’s gift to her, and she wouldn’t trade him for the world.”
― Tamara Hoffa, A Special Kind of Love

“The hand at her back stroked up and down. Never straying too far south, but igniting a fire inside her that she wanted this fireman to stoke instead of extinguish”
― Tamara Hoffa, A Special Kind of Love

“I know a rancher like you down below Hell's Canyon. He runs about six cows and five thousand sheep. But he calls himself a cattleman.”
― Loren C. Estleman

“Whatever it was that came over him that night pulled a cord—her laugh, or her surprise gasp slipping out to think he’d do something so bold.”
― Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, Cowboy Boss and his Destiny

“Jack glanced toward the dressing room, not believing that all the time he had been with her, she had been half-naked...”
― Terry Spear, A Ghost of a Chance at Love

“I said that it would be easy to fall in love with you,” he repeated.

“But would it be wise?”

He cocked his head to one side and their eyes locked in the short space between them. Slowly his chin went up and down in a nod. “I believe it might be the wisest thing I could do in this lifetime.”

“Then you have my permission.”
― Carolyn Brown, How to Marry a Cowboy

“One hand went around her shoulders and the other one tipped her chin up. For several seconds he lost himself in her blue eyes and then his lips found hers in a lingering kiss and both her arms went instinctively around his neck.

“I’ve wanted to do that all morning,” he said.

“I’ve wanted you to do that all morning,” she whispered. “I guess we don’t need to talk about this thing anymore now.”

“I’m ready to do lots of things, Annie Rose. Talk is not anywhere on the list.”
― Carolyn Brown, How to Marry a Cowboy

“Jase opened his door, stepped down, and leaned into her window. “Hungry?”

Taking a big breath didn’t help when his sexy scent of cologne had hit her in the face. Hallelujah. “Yeah, I’m getting there.”

“Let’s go. The cowboy just came to take you away.” He reached in and turned off the ignition, clasped her keys and opened the door. When she stepped out, he didn’t bother to move back any and they were close. This man was hot and not only his temperature. Whatever kind of chemistry radiated off him, soaked right into her.”
― Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, Heartbreak's Reward

“The sky had lightened when they got up from the sand. They shook the blanket before wrapping it around them both. Cuddling close they entered the hotel, shivering as they stood in the elevator.”
― Mary J. McCoy-Dressel, Tristan's Destiny

“you are as innocent as a bathtub
full of bulleta”
― Margaret Atwood