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2c03670 "You are mistaken, Mr. Darcy, if you suppose that the mode of your declaration affected me in any other way, than as it spared the concern which I might have felt in refusing you, had you behaved in a more gentlemanlike manner." (Elizabeth Bennett)" men self-determination women empowerment love gentlemanlike gentlemen behaviour refusal scorn declaration marriage-proposal humiliation proposal mr-darcy propriety rejection pride Jane Austen
64a37c6 "Either you go to America with Mrs. Van Hopper or you come home to Manderley with me." "Do you mean you want a secretary or something?" "No, I'm asking you to marry me, you little fool." marriage relationships humor proposal Daphne du Maurier
c636637 Dear Miss Independent, I've decided that of all the women I've ever known, you are the only one I will ever love more than hunting, fishing, football, and power tools. You may not know this, but the other time I asked you to marry me, the night I put the crib together, I meant it. Even though I knew you weren't ready. God, I hope you're ready now. Marry me, Ella. Because no matter where you go or what you do, I'll love you every day for the rest of my life. --Jack proposal Lisa Kleypas
b882b31 "Gareth sucked in a breath. Hyacinth's brother wasn't going to make this easy on him. But that didn't matter. He had vowed to do this right, and he would not be cowed. He looked up, meeting the viscount's dark eyes with steady purpose. "I would like to marry Hyacinth," he said. And then, because the viscount did not say anything, because he didn't even move, Gareth added, "Er, if she'll have me." And then about eight things happened at once. Or perhaps there were merely two or three, and it just seemed like eight, because it was all so unexpected. First, the viscount exhaled, although that did seem to understate the case. It was more of a sigh, actually--a huge, tired, heartfelt sigh that made the man positively deflate in front of Gareth. Which was astonishing. Gareth had seen the viscount on many occasions and was quite familiar with his reputation. This was not a man who sagged or groaned. His lips seemed to move through the whole thing, too, and if Gareth were a more suspicious man, he would have thought that the viscount had said, "Thank you, Lord." Combined with the heavenward tilt of the viscount's eyes, it did seem the most likely translation. And then, just as Gareth was taking all of this in, Lord Bridgerton let the palms of his hands fall against the desk with surprising force, and he looked Gareth squarely in the eye as he said, "Oh, she'll have you. She will definitely have you." It wasn't quite what Gareth had expected. "I beg your pardon," he said, since truly, he could think of nothing else. "I need a drink," the viscount said, rising to his feet. "A celebration is in order, don't you think?" "Er...yes?" Lord Bridgerton crossed the room to a recessed bookcase and plucked a cut-glass decanter off one of the shelves. "No," he said to himself, putting it haphazardly back into place, "the good stuff, I think." He turned to Gareth, his eyes taking on a strange, almost giddy light. "The good stuff, wouldn't you agree?" "Ehhhh..." Gareth wasn't quite sure what to make of this. "The good stuff," the viscount said firmly. He moved some books to the side and reached behind to pull out what looked to be a very old bottle of cognac. "Have to keep it hidden," he explained, pouring it liberally into two glasses. "Servants?" Gareth asked. "Brothers." He handed Gareth a glass. "Welcome to the family." humor proposal Julia Quinn
20be73b "Gareth sucked in a breath. Hyacinth's brother wasn't going to make this easy on him. But that didn't matter. He had vowed to do this right, and he would not be cowed. He looked up, meeting the viscount's dark eyes with steady purpose. "I would like to marry Hyacinth," he said. And then, because the viscount did not say anything, because he didn't even move, Gareth added, "Er, if she'll have me." And then about eight things happened at once. Or perhaps there were merely two or three, and it just seemed like eight, because it was all so unexpected. First, the viscount exhaled, although that did seem to understate the case. It was more of a sigh, actually--a huge, tired, heartfelt sigh that made the man positively deflate in front of Gareth. Which was astonishing. Gareth had seen the viscount on many occasions and was quite familiar with his reputation. This was not a man who sagged or groaned. His lips seemed to move through the whole thing, too, and if Gareth were a more suspicious man, he would have thought that the viscount had said, "Thank you, Lord." Combined with the heavenward tilt of the viscount's eyes, it did seem the most likely translation. And then, just as Gareth was taking all of this in, Lord Bridgerton let the palms of his hands fall against the desk with surprising force, and he looked Gareth squarely in the eye as he said, "Oh, she'll have you. She will definitely have you." It wasn't quite what Gareth had expected. "I beg your pardon," he said, since truly, he could think of nothing else. "I need a drink," the viscount said, rising to his feet. "A celebration is in order, don't you think?" "Er...yes?" Lord Bridgerton crossed the room to a recessed bookcase and plucked a cut-glass decanter off one of the shelves. "No," he said to himself, putting it haphazardly back into place, "the good stuff, I think." He turned to Gareth, his eyes taking on a strange, almost giddy light. "The good stuff, wouldn't you agree?" "Ehhhh..." Gareth wasn't quite sure what to make of this. "The good stuff," the viscount said firmly. He moved some books to the side and reached behind to pull out what looked to be a very old bottle of cognac. "Have to keep it hidden," he explained, pouring it liberally into two glasses. "Servants?" Gareth asked. "Brothers." He handed Gareth a glass. "Welcome to the family." -- humor proposal Julia Quinn
17fda3f "Rhys absorbed that with chagrin. "No one has ever accused me of being a romantic," he said ruefully. "If you were, how would you propose?" He thought for a moment. "I would begin by teaching you a Welsh word. There's no equivalent in English." she repeated, trying to pronounce it with a tapped R, as he had. "Aye. It's a longing for something that was lost, or never existed. You feel it for a person or a place, or a time in your life...it's a sadness of the soul. calls to a Welshman even when he's closest to happiness, reminding him that he's incomplete." Her brow knit with concern. "Do you feel that way?" "Since the day I was born." He looked down into her small, lovely face. "But not when I'm with you. That's why I want to marry you." love rhys-winterborne proposal hiraeth Lisa Kleypas
6a8f0e2 "Very well," Beatrix said reluctantly. "But I warn you, they may be resistant to the match." "I'm resistant to the match," Christopher informed her. "At least we'll have that in common." humor proposal Lisa Kleypas
03b9c93 I don't know which is worse - to have somebody you DON'T like ask you to marry him or NOT have some one you DO like. Both are rather unpleasant. marrying proposal L.M. Montgomery
447c4b1 "It's a good thing you're an aging orphan," he murmured, gently pushing the hair away from her face. "I don't have to wait around to get anyone's permission." "Permission for what, you rat bastard?" she said. "Such language, dragon. I'm afraid you're going to have to marry me." romance love proposal Anne Stuart
5e22b7c Your cousin might be a pretty face, but , my darling, courageous, maddening, seductive, mysterious, Diana, are the Duchess of Wakefield. duchess. love declaration-of-love marriage-proposal proposal Elizabeth Hoyt
0990069 "Now I'll just have to do without." She raised her eyebrows. "I'm sorry?" Then Maximus did something very strange: he went on one knee before her. "This isn't right at all," he said, continuing to glare as if he found it all her fault. She sat up. "What are you doing?" "Artemis Greaves, will you do me the honor of --" "Are you insane?" she demanded. "What of your father? Your conviction that you must marry for the dukedom?" "My father is dead," he said softly. "And I've decided the dukedom can go hang." "But --" "Hush," he snapped. "I'm trying to propose to you properly even without my mother's necklace." "But why?" she asked... "I know that this is rather disappointing," he said. "But I intend to make you respectable." love marriage-proposal proposal Elizabeth Hoyt
cff68c5 "I'm not letting you go after this." He raised his head. "Marry me, Phoebe, please. Damn the courtship. Damn your brother. Damn the . I can't...I can't when you're not with me. I love you with all my cynical heart. Be my wife and teach me to laugh and let me buy you beer and ride with me on the beaches of Cornwall. Be my love and my wife forevermore." (Captain James Trevellion)" -- romance proposal Elizabeth Hoyt
ad8e209 "Nick stopped on the sidewalk, pulled a ring from his pocket, and handed it to Kate. "Your wedding ring." It was a platinum band inlaid with diamonds. Simple but elegant. Kate put the ring on her finger. "That's got to be the least romantic proposal in history. Where did you steal this?" "I bought it," he said. "That must have been a new experience for you." "It was. Cost me ten grand." He slipped a matching platinum band onto his finger. "I want that ring back when this marriage is over." "No way," she said. "You can keep the dishes." proposal Janet Evanovich
090a146 "When she found a place of her own and packed her bags he asked her to marry him. She kissed him, and quoted in his ear, "He married a woman to stop her getting away, Now she's there all day." -- marriage relationship love proposal Ian McEwan
c2664df "So I guess I shouldn't have been surprised when I was applying for campus housing and overheard Andy telling my mother that the only way I was going to be safe from all the sexual assaults he'd heard about on National Public Radio was if I lived in an all-girl dorm. Never mind that I have been kicking the butts of the undead since I was in elementary school, and that almost the entire time I resided under Andy's roof, I had a hot undead guy living in my bedroom. These are two of those secrets I was telling you about. Andy doesn't know about them, and neither does my mother. They think Jesse is what Father Dominic told them he is: a "young Jesuit student who transferred to the Carmel Mission from Mexico, then lost his yearning to go into the priesthood" after meeting me. That one slays me every time." jesse-de-silva proposal susannah-simon suze-simon the-mediator Meg Cabot
4103df4 Only a couple of people have figured out what a weirdo super freak I am on the inside. And those people all have a reason to keep my secret, because...well, I've helped them resolve their own secrets. One person especially. Miraculously, he fell in love with me. Don't ask me why. I think I'm fabulous, but I'm not entirely sure what he sees in me (except the fact that I've saved his life a few times. But he's returned the favor). proposal susannah-simon suze-simon the-mediator Meg Cabot
3aad147 Cementerio El Encinal meant Cemetery of Many Oaks (I'm taking Spanish so that when Jesse and I have kids, I'll understand what he's saying when he yells at them in his mother tongue). proposal susannah-simon suze-simon the-mediator Meg Cabot
c27f6af "Jesse, you're not going to lose me. I had the situation totally under control." Sort of. "But I have to say that after so many years of you keeping your feelings for me hidden out of propriety, it's really nice to hear you say all those things. Plus, it's emotionally healthy that you're letting them out this way. Keep unburdening yourself." I wrapped my arms around his neck. "What is it exactly, that you find so irresistible about me? Is it my magnetic personality? Or my emerald green eyes? Or maybe it's just my hot bod?" I felt something against my torso. "Oh, I'm getting the impression that it's my hot bod." proposal susannah-simon suze-simon the-mediator Meg Cabot
04a3f76 No woman worth her salt would listen to a proposal without the word 'love' in it. woman proposal Karen Hawkins
44050f1 "Would you like to become my wife?" "Imbecile! What a question. It's my greatest dream!!!" -- marriage love proposal Marjane Satrapi
69ab86f "You know how comfortably you go on as a bachelor, and how very much you would dislike to be tied to a wife's apron-strings." He laughed a little ruefully, but denied it. "I shouldn't dislike being tied to your apron-strings." romance love heyer proposal rejection Georgette heyer
9d4262d One last word,' I said in my horrible careful English, 'are you quite, quite sure that--well, not tomorrow, of course, and not after tomorrow, but--well--some day, any day, you will not come to live with me? I will create a brand new God and thank him with piercing cries, if you give me that microscopic hope' 'No,' she said smiling, 'no.' 'It would have made all the difference,' said Humbert Humbert. Then I pulled out my automatic-I mean, this is the kind of fool thing a reader might suppose I did. It never even occurred to me to do it. lolita vladimir-nabokov proposal sad Vladimir Nabokov
1968c1e I love you, Emily. You'll always be my best friend. You'll always be my...Molly. You're the mother of my child. You and Noah have brought color to my empty canvas, light into my darkened life. Let's paint the full picture together and light up the sky sweets. I love you both more than anything. I believe in forever, and that's what you and I are. We define eternity. This may sound cheese, but you make me go there. You give me butterflies, Emily Cooper. I've never had that before, and I don't want to let that go for anything. Ever. I asked you once to crash with me, and you did. Now...I'm asking you to take the full ride. Walk with me the rest of the way until we're old, sitting in rocking chairs and watching our sugar-high grandchildren play in our yard. I've seen this world a million times over, but I've never seen it with you by my side. I want you, no, I need you to be my wife. I need to wake up every morning knowing you're Mrs. Emily Michelle Blake. Please. Take this last step with me. gavin-blake pulse proposal Gail McHugh
4e27840 But there's only one other person besides me in the Monterey Bay area who could pick up on spectral sound waves-especially now that Jesse is going to school so far away-and that person happened to be away at a seminarian retreat in New Mexico. I knew because Father Dominic likes to keep his present (and former) students up to date on his daily activities on Facebook. The day my old high school principal started his own Facebook account was the day I swore off social media forever. So far this has worked out fine since I prefer face-to-face interactions. It's easier to tell when people are lying. jesse-de-silva proposal susannah-simon suze-simon the-mediator Meg Cabot
f838c1f He was even more overprotective than my stepfather. But in a boyfriend, that kind of thing is actually attractive. proposal susannah-simon suze-simon the-mediator Meg Cabot
de82055 As hard as it is to date someone with nineteenth-century manners-seriously, it's getting to a point where I spend so much time swimming laps in the campus pool to work off my sexual frustration, my highlights are becoming brassy-I still feel a thrill every time Jesse calls me Susannah. He thinks the name everyone else calls me-Suze-is too short and ugly for someone of my strength and beauty. proposal susannah-simon suze-simon the-mediator Meg Cabot
93267cb You may not be at ease among elegant society, but you are at ease with everyone else - and among those in society worth befriending, that is a gift highly prized. Believe me Jo, when I say that the elegant woman you suppose fitting for me wouldn't satisfy me. But you - my darling, brilliant, stubborn, passionate girl - you would. - Laurie to Jo proposal Trix Wilkins
893bc8c But to have captivated such a man as Damerel into actually *wishing* to offer for you is a triumph indeed! For he must have mean tot reform his way of life, you know! There was never anything like it, and I don't scruple to own to you, my love that if it had been one of my daughters I should be as proud as a peacock. marriage reform proposal Georgette Heyer
859503a Now, where will I come by a book on etiquette? You wouldn't know if his lordship's got on win the library, would you, love?' Her colour somewhat heightened, she disengaged herself from his embrace, saying: 'No, but I shouldn't think so. He has one about ranks and dignitaries and orders of precedency: is that what you mean?' 'Nay, that's no use to me! I want one that'll tell me how to behave correctly.' 'I am well aware that you are trying to roast me,' said Anthea, resigned to this fate, 'and also that you don't stand in any need of a book on etiquette - though one of *propriety* wouldn't come amiss!' 'I'm not trying to roast you!' declared Hugo. 'I want to know how long you must be acquainted with a lass before it's polite to propose to her! proposal Georgette Heyer
fbaa773 "Does it occur to *you*, Miss Lanyon, that although i have twice been on the verge of it, I have not yet offered for you? Being now safe from interruption, will you do me the honour, ma'am -' proposal Georgette Heyer
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