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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| df1722a | ket osszebekithetetlen csoport van Londonban, akik orokre eles szembenallasban maradnak, mert elsimithatatlan erdekellentet all fenn kozottuk: az ambiciozus anyak es a megrogzott agglegenyek. Az ambiciozus anyaknak ferjhez adando lanyaik vannak. A megrogzott agglegenyek nem akarnak megnosulni. A konfliktus lenyeget mindenki megerti, akinek egy csopp esze is van (...) | Julia Quinn | ||
| c8cf84f | He yawned again, this time very loudly, and lazily opened his eyes. "I'm sorry I woke you up," she said quickly. "Was I sleeping?" She nodded. "So there really is a God," he muttered." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 96de60d | And you, Lord Bridgerton," she replied in a tone that could have frozen champagne, "are almost as handsome as your brother." Colin snorted again, only this time it sounded as if he were being strangled. "Are you all right?" Miss Sheffield asked. "He's fine," Anthony barked. She ignored him, keeping her attention on Colin. "Are you certain?" Colin nodded furiously. 'Tickle in my throat." "Or perhaps a guilty conscience?" Anthony suggested. | funny humor the-viscount-who-loved-me | Julia Quinn | |
| ddcd3e9 | I'm glad you liked the journal,' he said. 'It was lovely,' she said in soft, faraway kind of voice. 'Very lovely, and...' She looked away, blushing. 'You're going to think I'm silly.' 'Never,' he promised. 'Well, I think one of the reasons I enjoyed it so much is that I could somehow feel that *you'd* enjoyed writing it. | Julia Quinn | ||
| d82220a | It was strange, to find a woman who could make him happy just with her mere presence. He didn't even have to see her, or hear her voice, or even smell her scent. He just had to know that she was there. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 86156bd | It is really quite remarkable," Sarah said, "that the two of you are sisters." "I marvel at it every day," Iris said flatly." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 2643791 | Tarryton did so, but not before saying, "I wouldn't be surprised if Billington came up to scratch on this gel." "Billington, Farnsworth, and a few others," Alex said with his most affable smile. "Ashbourne?" Dunford's voice was colder than ice. "Dunford?" "Shut up." | Julia Quinn | ||
| d2b8718 | She looked out over the crowd, murmuring, "I wonder if there are any gentlemen here who might be willing to marry me before Wednesday" | Julia Quinn | ||
| 3ee4324 | Unrequited love was never easy, but at least Penelope Featherington was used to it. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 4398244 | As far as bad ideas went, this stole the prize. | sarcastic-humor | Julia Quinn | |
| 39daa75 | Four brothers," Daphne said, shoving the wicket into the ground, "provide quite a marvelous education." "The things you must have learned," Kate said, quite impressed. "Can you give a man a black eye? Knock him to the ground?" Daphne grinned wickedly. "Ask my husband." "Ask me what?" the duke called out from where he and Colin were placing a wicket on a tree root on the opposite side of the tree. "Nothing," the duchess called out innoce.. | Julia Quinn | ||
| f49d030 | Bridgerton," he grunted. Damn damn damn. Colin Bridgerton was the last person he wanted to see right now. Even the ghost of Napoleon, come down to slice a rapier through his gullet, would have been preferable." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 1967ebf | Do you live here?" Sophie asked dryly. "No," he said, plopping down into the chair next to her, "although my mother is constantly telling me to make myself right at home." | Julia Quinn | ||
| b1f4402 | They all turned to the dark-haired woman standing quietly to the side and slightly behind Aunt Charlotte. She was, in a word, gorgeous. Everything about her was perfection, from her shiny hair to her milky-white skin. Her face was heart-shaped, her lips full and pink, and her eyelashes were so long that Honoria thought they must touch her brows if she opened her eyes too wide. "Well," Honoria murmured to Iris, "at least no one will be looki.. | honoria iris julia-quinn just-like-heaven | Julia Quinn | |
| 2d9c8f3 | Do you here?" Sophie asked dryly. "No," he said, plopping down into the chair next to her, "although my mother is constantly telling me to make myself right at home." She could think of no witty rejoinder, so she merely "hmmphed" and stuck her nose back in her book. He plunked his feet on the small table in front. "And what are we reading today?" "That question," she said, snapping the book shut but leaving her finger in to mark her place.. | Julia Quinn | ||
| bc8052c | Do you know what is nice about friendships as longstanding as ours?" Hyacinth interrupted. Felicity shook her head. "You won't take permanent offense when I turn my back and walk away." And then Hyacinth did just that." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 81dda6f | Ellie fought the urge to stamp her foot. "I meant it this time. Do you accept my apology?" "It appears," he said, raising his eyebrows, "that you might do me bodily harm if I do not." "Ungracious prig," she muttered. "I am trying to apologize." "And I," he said, "am trying to accept." | Julia Quinn | ||
| a86c64f | Lucy nodded dutifully, all the while making a mental list of all the places she would rather be. Paris, Venice, Greece, although weren't they at war? No matter. She would still rather be in Greece. (On the Way to the Wedding, Bridgertons #8, by Julia Quinn) | Julia Quinn | ||
| 0b7fad5 | I thought that I needed a church and hundreds of guests and music that actually sounded like music, but I was wrong. What I needed was a drunken priest, irreverent guests, and a companion who learned to play piano from a goat." "Then you got exactly what you needed." "I suppose so. But then again, all I really needed was you." | Julia Quinn | ||
| 4b85396 | Miss Burns needs air," the duke announced and before anyone could offer an opinion, he scooped her up in his arms and said, "I'm taking her inside." And just like that, all the chill left the air. Catriona allowed herself the indulgence of resting her cheek against Bretton's chest, and as she lay there, listening to the steady beat of his heart, she could not help but think that this was where she was meant to be. But then, of course, Lord .. | Julia Quinn | ||
| d8787e5 | Alex strode through a doorway and kicked the door shut, finally dumping Emma down upon a large four-poster bed. She immediately made a mad dash for the door, but Alex ably blocked her, redeposited her on the bed, crossed the room, and locked the door with a resounding click. "Why you-" Alex tossed the key out the window." | romance | Julia Quinn | |
| 99a0970 | If you do not apologize to Lady Honoria," Marcus said, his voice so mild as to be terrifying, "I will kill you." There was a collective gasp, and Daisy faked a swoon, sliding elegantly into Iris, who promptly stepped aside and let her hit the floor." | Julia Quinn | ||
| a6941d4 | He raked his hand through his hair. 'This is more difficult than I'd anticipated.' Good, she thought. If he was going to break her heart, she didn't want it to be easy for him. 'What I'm trying to say is that I had it all wrong. I don't want a wife who...' 'You don't want a wife?' she choked. 'No!' he practically yelled. Then he continued in a more normal tone, 'I don't want a wife who will look the other way if I stray.' 'You want me to /w.. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 5fd8930 | All I meant to say is that a rake's humor has its basis in cruelty. He needs a victim, for he cannot imagine ever laughing at himself. You, your grace, are rather clever with the self-deprecating remark. | Julia Quinn | ||
| d184d82 | Oh, go right ahead,' she replied. 'You seem to have such an affinity for canines.' 'Clearly,' he shot back, keeping his voice low so that Mary could not hear, 'they are not so different from women. Both breeds hang on my every word. | humor | Julia Quinn | |
| 34d5116 | He knew that her eyes were made up of dozens of shades of brown, with that one enchanting circle of green constantly daring him to take a closer look, to see if it was really there or just a figment of his imagination. | Julia Quinn | ||
| 4a05ec4 | She'd spent seven long years without so much as a hug, and she was starved for physical affection. She had known what it was like to be touched and kissed, and she had no idea how much she'd missed it until that very moment. | Julia Quinn | ||
| fff946e | Everything tastes better with quite a lot of butter." "We" | Julia Quinn | ||
| 98efd39 | Billie laughed at that, full and throaty, and once again she became so incandescently beautiful that George was half-tempted to throw a blanket over her, just to stop anyone else from wanting her. | hide jealousy laugh love | Julia Quinn | |
| a3c8ad6 | A person should read a book because it speaks to something in his heart. | reading | Julia Quinn | |
| fb744a8 | You are a Bridgerton. I don't care who you marry or what your name becomes when you stand up before a priest and say your vows. You will always be a Bridgerton, and we behave with honor and honesty, not because it is expected of us, but because that is what we are." Eloise" | Julia Quinn | ||
| 1c8e2e2 | Love lost is a special kind of failure, I think. It's a reminder that some consummations, no matter how devoutly wished for, never come; that some apes will never be men, not in all the world's ages. | Ian Caldwell & Dustin Thomason | ||
| b313219 | What could she possibly have done that was so heinous as to earn her a lifetime of self-mortification? No one short of a tyrant deserved such unremitting agony. I cried there with her, for her, for Eve, for sorrows past, for sorrows yet to come. I put my pencil away. It was wrong to draw live pain. If there had been an artist at Bethany, it would have been wrong to intrude his chalk or charcoal on Mary Magdalene's weeping as she washed Jesu.. | mary-magdalene pain sorrow women | Susan Vreeland | |
| feb184e | In the end, it's only the moments that we have. | Susan Vreeland | ||
| 6e9a49a | Archimedes was a mathematician," blurted Ethan from the back of the room. "And he was Greek. And he invented things." Ethan was the sort of student who was always keeping score--if he couldn't be the first to declare his knowledge of something, he would make certain you understood that he'd known it already. One day he would be declared the winner, and there would be a Smartest Boy trophy and a parade." | Adam Rex | ||
| 0e83800 | I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. I am as radiant as the sun. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 7cc4835 | I am sure there is a future state; I believe God is good; I can resign my immortal part to Him without any misgiving. God is my father; God is my friend: I love Him; I believe He loves me. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| d01be8a | It is always the way of events in this life...no sooner have you got settled in a pleasant resting place, than a voice calls out to you to rise and move on. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| c25585c | I know my maker sanctions what I do. For the world's judgement - I wash my hands thereof. For man's opinion- I defy it | classic inspirational romance | Charlotte Brontë | |
| 1756109 | To women who please me only by their faces, I am the very devil when I find out they have neither souls nor hearts--when they open to me a perspective of flatness, triviality, and perhaps imbecility, coarseness, and ill-temper: but to the clear eye and eloquent tongue, to the soul made of fire, and the character that bends but does not break--at once supple and stable, tractable and consistent--I am ever tender and true. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| df88b12 | I was at once content and stimulated with what I saw: I liked what I had seen, and wished to see more. Yet, for a long time, I treated you distantly, and sought your company rarely. I was an intellectual epicure, and wished to prolong the gratification of making this novel and piquant acquaintance: besides, I was for a while troubled with a haunting fear that if I handled the flower freely its bloom would fade-the sweet charm of freshness w.. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 9e87c51 | But you know very well you are thinking of another they, and that he is not thinking of you | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| ca38c56 | Left alone, I was passive; repulsed, I withdrew; forgotten -- my lips would not utter, nor my eyes dart a reminder. | Charlotte Brontë | ||
| 28ee875 | There was no possibility of taking a walk that day. We had been wandering, indeed, in the leafless shrubbery an hour in the morning; but since dinner (Mrs. Reed, when there was no company, dined early) the cold winter wind had brought with it clouds so sombre, and a rain so penetrating, that further out-door exercise was now out of the question. I was glad of it: I never liked long walks, especially on chilly afternoons: dreadful to me was .. | Charlotte Brontë |