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So you'll forget her and move on." I suppose I will. As soon as I forget how to breathe." --
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Suzanne Enoch |
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c21c1b7
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How many of us have gazed at a man and thought, 'yes, him,' only to have him pay his attentions to someone else? And how many of us have sighed and waited for some other gentleman to come forward? All I wish to ask is, why? Why not strike up a conversation? Why not determine for ourselves whether 'he' is the one? Why leave it to fate?" A LADY'S GUIDE TO PROPER BEHAVIOR, 2ND EDITION"
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Suzanne Enoch |
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f5e0485
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Love is a word we use for the desire to fornicate so that we seem more refined than farm animals." ~Lucian Balfour"
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Suzanne Enoch |
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db19c35
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Did you hear that?" the duke asked with a wide grin, turning to Dare. "She said 'papa.'" The viscount returned the candy dish and tea tray to the relocated end table. "I distinctly heard 'baboon.'" "Hm, well, you're distinctly deaf."
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Suzanne Enoch |
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I told you I didn't have a heart. I do have one. I just didn't know it until I met you. You are my light. My soul craves you, and I love you with every ounce of the heart you've awakened in me. I...I could live without you but I wouldn't want to. Will you marry me, Evelyn Marie?
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Suzanne Enoch |
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50384e1
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Never interrupt a lady when she is speaking to you, as if what you have to say is more important.
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Suzanne Enoch |
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be9de27
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For a long moment the butler sat in silence, his jaw hanging open. "I . . . my lord, I simply don't feel qualified to advise you about such matters." "Don't tell me that," Saint protested. "Tell me whether you can imagine me as a married man or not." To his surprise, the butler set aside his brandy snifter and sat forward. "My lord, I do not wish to overstep my bounds, but I have noticed a change in your demeanor of late. The question of wh..
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marriage
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Suzanne Enoch |
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8f0f861
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Saint took a seat at the main faro table at the Society club. "What the devil is a ladies' political tea?" Tristan Carroway, Viscount Dare, finished placing his wager, then sat back, reaching for his glass of port. "Do I look like a dictionary?" "You're domesticated." Saint motioned for a glass of his own, despite unfriendly looks from the tables' other players. "What is it?" "I'm not domesticated; I'm in love. You should try it. Does wonde..
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Suzanne Enoch |
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I had a thought," Bradshaw said into the silence. "Amazing," Tristan returned dryly."
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Suzanne Enoch |
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I am a duke, you know. If I can't perform a miracle here and there I might as well be a butler in expesive clothes." He brushed at the sleeve of his well-tailored brown coat. "And butlers don't get to dance with attractive women."
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Suzanne Enoch |
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187fd1a
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It amazes me, Saint, that you can own so few redeemable qualities and still be so likable.
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Suzanne Enoch |
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I don't think there'll be a next time, my lady." Saint smiled. "But thank you for the offer." Her eyebrows lifted in surprise. "You're welcome. My, my, manners. Where have you been--church?"
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Suzanne Enoch |
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d60b226
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Someone was absolutely going to get punched in the head today.
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Suzanne Enoch |
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399a51e
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I'll be back at sea by then," Bradshaw put in, "so I'll comfort myself with the knowledge that you'll name the infant after me." "I don't think 'Half-wit' will pass muster with Georgie, but I'll let her know that's your suggestion."
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Suzanne Enoch |
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bb79300
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If you ask for an opinion, expect to receive one, and don't make fun of it.
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Suzanne Enoch |
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55528a5
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Roses," Georgiana repeated, her thoughtful gaze touching his. "It's about time one of the Carroway men decided to cultivate something other than their poor reputations."
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Suzanne Enoch |
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Gentlemanly behavior isn't just opening doors: to make an impression, you have to be concerned over a lady's needs at least as much as your own.
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Suzanne Enoch |
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ec37969
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I would die again for you, Lucinda," he murmured. "I don't want you to die for me. I want you to live." Pulling his face down, she kissed him. Again and again, until he kissed her back with growing passion and until his body stopped shuddering. "I love you," she whispered against his mouth, knowing he wouldn't--couldn't--say it, himself. And then he surprised her. "I love you, Lucinda," he whispered back. "I wish I could be what you want."..
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love
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Suzanne Enoch |
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Reg: Speaking of blunt, dinner is on my bill tonight, mes amis. Alex: What's the occasion? Augustus: Lady Caroline's agreed to venture out on a picnic with out intrepid hero. Kit: I don't know why you keep insisting she's smitten with me. I've barely spoken five sentences to her. Augustus: It's very simple. Reg has thrown his entire being into pleasing Caroline. She knows every nuance of his thought and character. You, however, are a myste..
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romance
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Suzanne Enoch |
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You've gone mad. What's driven you to this nonsense?" "You have," he snarled. "You, with your pretty gray eyes and your smile and the way you speak your mind. The sound of your laugh, your tears when something makes you sad." He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to imagine anyone else who had ever made him feel the way he did when he was with her. Emptiness looked back at him. There wasn't anyone else. "You're the only woman I've ever.....
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Suzanne Enoch |
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d049eae
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I don't want a well-ordered life.... I would die from boredom in a fortnight.
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Suzanne Enoch |
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So you intend to spend the remainder of your life whoring, drinking, wagering, and being as outrageous as you can manage?" Bram shook himself. He made it a point to be serious as little as possible, and neither did he want to argue with two newly married men about the meruts of being leg-shackled."Please Phin," he said aloud. "I would never think so small. You know my ultimate goal is to lower the standards of morality enough that everythin..
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Suzanne Enoch |
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4f619aa
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Sin was a powerful temptation, indeed
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Suzanne Enoch |
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I wish you'd tell me when we're having friends over for luncheon." "I would, if they would tell me."
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Suzanne Enoch |
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I'm glad you decided to come." "It doesn't mean anything." He grinned. "Everything means something."
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Suzanne Enoch |
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b3dfa1e
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There's quite a difference between skirting the rules and putting musket balls through them.
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Suzanne Enoch |
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I could live without you, but I wouldn't want to
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romance
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Suzanne Enoch |
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9555632
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He lowered his head toward her, so she could feel his breath warm against her skin, their mouths only inches apart. "You're panting for it, aren't you, Princess?" he murmured."
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Suzanne Enoch |
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Don't assume, when a lady wants to take up a task or a cause, that is just a hobby.
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Suzanne Enoch |
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He wrote you a poem?" Evelyn looped her hand around Georgiana's arm and led the way to the chairs lining one side of the room. "He did." Grateful to see Luxley select one of the debutantes as his next victim, Georgiana accepted a glass of Madeira from one of the footman. After three hours of quadrilles, waltzes, and country dances, her feet ached. "And you know what rhymes with Georgiana, don't you?" Evelyn wrinkled her brow, her gray eyes ..
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Has anyone ever told you that you're unbearably rude?" she returned, facing him again. "Why, yes. You have on several occasions, as I recall. If you care to apologize for that, however, I'll be happy to escort you wherever you wish to go." A flush crept up her cheeks, coloring her delicate, ivory skin. "I will never apologize to you," she snapped. "And you may go straight to Hades." He hadn't expected her to apologize, yet he couldn't help ..
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couple
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Suzanne Enoch |
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673c85f
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You're a damn dog," Adam finally snapped. "If you're good enough to fuck someone, be a man enough to take responsibility for the result"
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favorite-quotes-ever
make-me-weep
snappy-dialogue
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Suzanne Enoch |
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Increase of knowledge only discovered to me more clearly what a wretched outcast I was. --The Monster, Frankenstein
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Suzanne Enoch |
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Perhaps his next task should be to concoct an eighth deadly sin. Or he could work toward finding even a dozen. The devil knew he'd worn out the original seven.
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Suzanne Enoch |
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871b5ef
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Phillipa, my heart, my blood, my everything, will you for God's and my sake marry me?
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propose-marriage
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Suzanne Enoch |
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04b21a1
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The animal is making quite a mess," the butler droned. "Are you referring to the monkey, or to my nephew?" Fennington drawled, strolling into the room. "Hm. How long did you lurk outside the room waiting forthat opportunity?" Bennett asked"
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Suzanne Enoch |
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Valentine lifted Rose to look her in the eye. "You are staying away from men, my sugar cake. Men are evil, wicked, and devious. I know this, because I am one."
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Suzanne Enoch |
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Do you have nicknames for any of your other brothers?" The youngster squinted his dark gray eyes in concentration. "Well, Tristan is Dare, and sometimes he's Tris; and Bradshaw is Shaw; and sometimes we call Andrew, Drew, but he doesn't like that very much." "Why not?" "He says it's a girls' name, and then Shaw calls him Drusilla."
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hilarious
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Suzanne Enoch |
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3ede2d7
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Talking to yourself?" Her father turned the corner of the house to join her amid the rows of roses. Sneaking was evil, she decided. "No. I was... just conversing with the new rosebush," she stammered, feeling her cheeks warm. "Ah. And did it answer?" "I believe it to be shy." "If it everdoesanswer, you will inform me, won't you ?" "Very amusing."
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Suzanne Enoch |
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Blue eyes held hers. "I have the oddest desire to learn what you want from life," he continued." --
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Suzanne Enoch |
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Don't cry,nyonda," he murmured. Phillipa took a deep breath. "What does that mean, anyway? Nyonda?" His green gaze held hers. "It's Swahili. It means 'beloved.'" A small smile touched his mouth, and he brushed her cheek again. "You do know I love you, Phillipa. To an alarming degree."
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love
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Suzanne Enoch |
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813252b
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He had no breath, no being, but in hers, she was his voice; he did not speak to her. But trembled on her words; She was his sight, For his eye followed hers, and saw hers, Which colored all his objects-he had crease to live within himself; She was his life, The ocean to the river of his thoughts...
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Suzanne Enoch |
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bea0345
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To his surprise and suspicion, she smiled.
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Suzanne Enoch |
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9143559
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Don't compliment me in the middle of an argument. It won't make me stammer or blush, and it just makes you look desperate.
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Suzanne Enoch |