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instead of teaching her poetry and drama and needlework, had her governesses not taught the most important lesson anyone could learn - that life was really not going to be easy after one was free of the schoolroom?
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Mary Balogh |
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Besides, how could one apologize for kissing a woman twice? Once might be explained away as an impulsive accident. Twice suggested definite intent or a serious lack of control. His
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Mary Balogh |
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It is impossible to recapture innocence once it has been exposed for the illusion it is," she said. "Illusion?" He frowned. "Why should innocence be more unreal, more untrue, than cynicism?" "I am not cynical," she said. "But no, I could not go back."
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Mary Balogh |
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It is just a pity," he added, "that some things can never be entirely forgotten just by trying. But we have all learned that lesson."
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Mary Balogh |
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She wanted so badly to believe him. She sat on the edge of her bed and closed her eyes. And she realized what had been happening to her over the past weeks. He had been turning--so gradually that she had scarcely noticed the transition--from her nightmare into her dream. Because
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But why always think the worst of people? What would she be doing to herself if she adopted that attitude to life? It was better to think the best and be wrong than to think the worst and be wrong.
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life-and-living
positive-thinking
positive-outlook
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There are voices that are lovely for various reasons or annoying for other reasons [...]
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Mary Balogh |
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And then something blossomed deep within and opened almost like the multitude petals of a rose, pushing back the tension in rippling waves as they bloomed until she surrendered to relaxation with a soft exclamation of surprise
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Mary Balogh |
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We women are impractical because we have hearts. Not that men do not, but they feel things differently. They do not feel the suffering around them, or, if they do, they know how to harden their hearts when it has nothing to do with them.
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Mary Balogh |
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He thought the library door would never open again, but that he would be left to live out the rest of his life rooted to the spot on the library carpet, afraid to move a muscle lest the house fall upon his shoulders. He deliberately shrugged them and shuffled his feel just to prove to himself that it could be done.
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imaginative
anxiousness
thoughtful
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Mary Balogh |
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Some things," she said, "are best not known for sure, Lord Trentham."
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Mary Balogh |
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Everyone had run to do her bidding. Soon only the three men--the three useless ones--had been left in the sitting room to fight terror and nausea and fits of the vapors. The door opened. Three pale, terrified faces turned toward it. -the three manly men waiting during a childbirth
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Mary Balogh |
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For some people, happiness consists in waiting for some disaster to overtake them or the world,
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Mary Balogh |
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you are usually in a different universe," she said, "one that revolves about you. The Peninsula was full of rude, blustering officers who believed other people had been created to pay them homage. I always thought they were merely silly and best ignored."
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Mary Balogh |
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But really there was no hurry. It is time to love, he had said downstairs. And time was not always just one second long or even one minute or one hour. Those were artificial divisions, imposed by humankind. Time was infinite. And it was time to love... ...Even infinity had an end. They had loved. And somehow having loved was quite as beautiful as loving. For of course there was no real end to it. Infinity might have an end, but love did not..
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Mary Balogh |
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Constance had joined him at the breakfast
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Mary Balogh |
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Mentimos para convencer al mundo, y para convencernos a nosotros mismos, de que somos algo que no somos...
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Mary Balogh |
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It is stronge how smells can bring back vivid memories.
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smells
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Mary Balogh |
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Pero el pasado no se puede cambiar. Solo podemos controlar un poco el futuro.
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Mary Balogh |
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I believe tnat life is very generous with us once we have shown the will to take a positive course. It is ery ready to keep on opening doors for us. It is just that sometimes we lose our willpower and courage adn prefer to stay on the familiar, safe side of each door.
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Mary Balogh |
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Home had always been a place to dream of.
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Mary Balogh |
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Ah, but we are women as well as teachers... We have needs that nature has given us fr the very preservation of our species
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Mary Balogh |
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He pulled loose the ribbons of her bonnet and tossed the garment onto the opposite seat. He held her head against his shoulder and rested his cheek on top of it. He had no idea if she needed to be gathered in or not. But he needed to gather. "Idiot," he said. "You precious idiot, Elizabeth." --
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romance
regency-romance
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Mary Balogh |
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But all through life, it seems, we have to learn and relearn the lesson of loving people unconditionally, no matter what.
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Mary Balogh |
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Butterflies were all very pretty in a meadow. They were altogether less comfortable in her stomach.
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Mary Balogh |
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Miss Fry had been borne off, as planned, Hugo reported, to be outfitted from head to toe for her wedding and her new life. His wife had gone with her, and so had the Countess of Kilbourne, her sister-in-law. Vincent hoped Sophia would not feel overwhelmed. "They will look after her, lad," Hugo assured him as though he had read Vincent's thoughts. "Woman power or something hideous like that. It is better to stay far away from it and let them..
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Mary Balogh |
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Emotion,' she told him, 'is not a reliable guide for our words and actions.' 'There you are wrong,' he said. 'Deep, true emotion is our surest guide. We make our greatest mistake when we allow our heads to rules ours hearts.' 'Emotion is our human weakness.,' she said, 'reason our strength.' 'And love,' he said, 'is our destiny.
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love-quotes
emotion
human-weakness
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She was Sophia Fry, though her name was rarely used. She was known by her relatives, when she was known as anything at all, and perhaps by their servants too, as the mouse.
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Mary Balogh |
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I like your voice. That sounds ridiculously lame, I know. But when you cannot see, Miss Fry, sound and the other senses become far more acute. Normally one likes the look of someone to whom one feels attracted. I like the sound of your voice.
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Mary Balogh |
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I am in awe," he said. "Where do all these ideas come from?" "I think from a lifetime of only being able to observe and never being able to do," she said. "I have twenty years of inaction to make up for."
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Mary Balogh |
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He had been raised, after all, to stand alone and always to do what he believed to be right.
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Mary Balogh |
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Some instinct told her that this was usually done in darkness and with eyes tightly shut, that usually all the pleasure was hugged tightly to oneself, the pleasure-giver shut out. Even in her inexperience she sensed that lovers did not always love with eyes open and focused on each other's whenever it was feasible to do so.
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Mary Balogh |
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Suffering can kill. Not always physically. But it can kill dreams and it can deaden hope and the will to live.
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Mary Balogh |
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No courage is needed if there is no fear, after all,
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Mary Balogh |
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It is the human condition. No one escapes, even those who may appear to others to live charmed lives. But we all have the choice of whether to be defined by the negatives in our lives or to make of our present and future and our very selves what we want them to be.
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Mary Balogh |
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One of the most horrible realities about the death of someone closely related, she remembered, was the necessity of going on almost immediately with the trivialities of living. As though nothing of any real significance had changed.
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Mary Balogh |
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Forever is not granted to any of us," the duchess said. "Even tomorrow is not granted as by right. Any of us can go at any moment."
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Mary Balogh |
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You have love all wrong, Gwendoline. It is not all give, give, give. It is taking as well. It is allowing the other one the pleasure and joy of giving. Let me love you.
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Mary Balogh |
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There is something about boys," she said, "that makes them think it is unmanly to show any feelings other than scorn and irritation or any enthusiasm for anything. It is a very unattractive trait."
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Mary Balogh |
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But he was well aware that the future could never be relied upon to be an improvement upon the present. The future did not exist. Only the present did.
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Mary Balogh |
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It was beginning to feel like an almost familiar place to be. But perhaps hitting this new low had something to be said for it, she thought now, this morning, after she had awoken and realized in some surprise that she had slept for several hours. At least now there was no further down to go. And
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Mary Balogh |
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Have you noticed,' she asked, straightening the counting frames to her liking before closing the cupboard doors and turning toward him, 'that at church when the clergyman is giving his sermon everyone's eyes glaze over and many people even nod off to sleep? But if he suddenly decides to illustrate a point with a little story, everyone perks up and listens. WE were made to tell and listen to stories, Joel, It is how knowledge was passed from..
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Mary Balogh |
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It is impossible," he said, "to put a label upon remembered feelings. They are colored too much by all our subsequent experiences."
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Mary Balogh |
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Insults are only really effective," she said, "when the person insulted cares for the good opinion of the insulter"
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Mary Balogh |