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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 1c0308a | It's tragic how the lack of imagination so often shapes our defeat. | Janny Wurts | ||
| ef5055e | Does vengeance or blame ease the sorrow of heart-ache? We all make mistakes. Life can't be lived without harm to others. | Janny Wurts | ||
| e9329f8 | Damn you," said Arithon. In a shattering change of mood, he was laughing. "You have it. But what's my word against the grandiloquent predictions of a maudlin and drunken prophet?" "Maybe everything," Felirin finished gently. "You're too young to live without dreams." | Janny Wurts | ||
| 56e8015 | All things were formed of energy, arrangements of bundled light that were subject to natural law. The awareness of this truth, defined to absolute perfection, granted the mage-trained their influence. To know a thing, to encompass its full measure in respect was to hold its secrets in mastery. Life-force was the basis of all power. | Janny Wurts | ||
| 345a712 | As a spirit schooled to power, his perception stems from one absolute. Universal harmony begins with recognition that the life in an ordinary pebble is as sacred as conscious selfhood. | Janny Wurts | ||
| 8ed2a41 | Mockery is the sure mark of the cynic, unredeemed and cut off from salvation. | Janny Wurts | ||
| 53e6405 | An act made in fear is not the same thing as an action taken for necessity. | necessity | Janny Wurts | |
| 373b40f | We will use the actions of others to decide on proper behavior for ourselves, especially when we view those others as similar to ourselves. | Robert B. Cialdini | ||
| b08ec5e | civilization advances by extending the number of operations we can perform without thinking about them. | Robert B. Cialdini | ||
| f3f1b61 | we all fool ourselves from time to time in order to keep our thoughts and beliefs consistent with what we have already done or decided. | Robert B. Cialdini | ||
| 1767d9c | once a person's self-image is altered, all sorts of subtle advantages become available to someone who wants to exploit that new image. | Robert B. Cialdini | ||
| 0860936 | those who cheat for you will cheat against you. | Robert B. Cialdini | ||
| 7517017 | you're much more persistent when you're confident in your abilities. | Robert B. Cialdini | ||
| 060c9e5 | His eyes were dark, dangerous, and not at all cold. He burned with an internal inferno she wanted to touch. She stared into the gaze of a tiger and knew, even as she watched the cat retreat into the camouflage of a gentleman: The Duke of Wakefield was the Ghost of St. Giles. | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 7758d5e | Behave, Miss Greaves," he murmured under his breath, his voice husky and deep. "Fine words for a man who runs about St. Giles at night in a mask," she whispered. He frowned, glancing around. "Hush." | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 129b7da | Seraphine, Seraphine, Seraphine. Will you drive me mad? Scatter my wits to the wind like so much chaff? Leave me a shell of a man, broken, hollowed of brain and soul, left with merely a throbbing prick like a mindless goat? Have mercy, I plead, O siren of chatelaines and unlovely bonnets! Let my famished mouth feast upon thy sweet, sweet flesh. I am awash in yearning spunk. | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 474e170 | Seraphine, Seraphine, Seraphine. O most beloved of women, most fiery of saints, never leave me, please. I'll erect columns of white marble to you, build gardens of delights for you, cause ships to sail and warriors to rise for you, if you'll only remain by my side. | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 9283569 | I'm sorry." She bit the inside of her cheek, trying not to cry. At the same time, she was oddly touched by his apology. "I'm sorry," he said again. Something tore quite explicitly, and she inhaled but didn't make a sound. He opened his eyes, looking stricken and hot and savage. "Oh, God, sweetheart. I promise it will be better next time." He kissed the corner of her mouth softly. "I promise." She concentrated on steadying her breath and hop.. | simondababe the-serpent-prince lucy | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 1819bbd | Somehow she knew he would take a love affair very seriously indeed. Once that pinpoint focus was engaged, he would throw himself body and soul into the liaison. In the the woman he decided to take as a lover. A shiver ran through her at the thought. To be the object of such ferocious regard was an alluring prospect, but it also gave her pause. | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 5abc114 | When you enter a room, all eyes turn to you. You blaze like a torch, lighting the darkest corners, brightening even those who thought they were already well lit. You bring joy and mirth and leave behind a glow that gives hope to those you left." "And you, Mr. Makepeace? Are you one of those who thought themselves well lit?" "I am as dark as a pit." Now he was glad her back was turned. "Even your torch will have difficulty lighting my depths.. | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| f75f43d | What of the Parliament? Or the succession of the marquessate?" "Don't you see?" He shook his head, searching for the words, he who was known for his eloquence on the floor of the House of Lords. "None of that matters. Without you, I am a shadow of a man, a wisp. Parliament, even the marquessate, can survive without me, but cannot survive without ." | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| a163551 | Holding her gaze, he sheathed his short sword and pulled the gauntlet off his left hand with his teeth. He held out his bare hand to her. She glanced at the proffered hand before laying her palm in his. Hot strength gripped her tightly as he pulled her upright before him, so close she would've had to move only inches to brush her lips across his throat. She watched the pulse of his blood beat there, strong and sure, before she lifted her ga.. | duke-of-wakefield first-meeting ghost-of-st-giles maximus-batten duke-of-midnight hands mystery | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 907becc | She stood in profile across the green, her back straight, her stance that of some long ago warrior maiden. As he walked toward her, Miss Greaves drew back her bow briskly, aiming a tad high to account for the wind, and let her arrow fly. Before it had hit the target, she'd notched another and shot it. A third followed just as rapidly. He glanced to the target. All three of her arrows were clustered together at the center of the red circle. .. | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 3641a33 | one can't live without falling now and again. | life-lessons life | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 22280e9 | Fear had a tendency to drive away the courtesy of civilization. | fear | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 3f86e14 | I'll use any means necessary -- any f*cking violence I --in order to keep you safe. Do you understand me, Eve? This isn't bloody negotiable. I will f*cking if it means it'll keep you safe. | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 9d76ed3 | Margaret in contrast held her head high, her cheeks flagged with a becoming rose color. She looked like a goddess enraged. A goddess who might, if they were alone, assault his person--the thought of which unaccountably aroused him. | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 00af2d5 | The masculine voice was low but clear, capturing the senses, running along the back of her neck like a caress, making her shiver in delight. Artemis very much feared she was gaping. The Duke of Wakefield had a voice to make angels--or devils--weep. It wasn't the type of male voice currently admired--for the high, unnatural voice of the musico was the rage of London at the moment--but his was the sort of voice that would always seduce the ea.. | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 2295249 | His face had gone still and for a moment her heart sank and she had to fortify herself for a battle. But then his mouth quirked (...) and she knew even before he said anything else that it was all going to be fine--more than fine. It was going to be . | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 976e896 | No one could hear them over the carriage wheels, yet somehow it felt right to whisper. His eyes dropped to her gaping bodice. One nipple was reddened and still moist. He averted his eyes, swallowing. His erection, silly thing, didn't know the show was over. | godric lord-of-darkness megs | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| e5128ab | She took his length gently between her hands, her arms resting on his thighs, and looked up into his face. "I'm very, very angry with you." And she opened her mouth over him." | godric lord-of-darkness megs | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 8d26e76 | Never sleep anywhere but in my bed." She might have protested, but he turned her roughly so that she lay on her stomach, her cheek pressed into his pillow. He lay on top of her, his upper body braced on his arms but his hips and legs weighing her down. Trapping and holding her. "You're mine," he said, laying his cheek against hers. "Mine and no one else's." | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| be19936 | She slapped him, quick and hard. His head turned slightly with the blow, but other than that his only reaction was the narrowing of his eyes. Her chest was heaving as if she were running. "No! You must go to London. You must get him out. You must save my brother because if you don't, I swear upon everything I hold holy that I'll ruin both you and your illustrious name. I'll--" "Little bitch," he breathed, his face turned fiery red, and he s.. | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 441199a | Do you think they'll target her as well as you? Surely if you simply stay away from the gel, she'll be safe?" "But I don't propose to stay away from her," Reynaud said. "Ah." Vale stared at him for a moment, and then a wide smile spread across his face. "Like that, is it?" "That," Reynaud snarled, "is none of your business." "Indeed?" Vale was grinning like an idiot now. "Well, well, well." "What is that supposed to mean?" "I have no idea. .. | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| 685147e | He doesn't like making others uncomfortable." -Helen to Sophia about Alistair" | to-beguile-a-beast elizabeth-hoyt σοφία helen | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 0cd104c | You should leave her entirely." Caire's mouth twisted humourlessly. "I find I cannot." "Why?" St. John shook his head. "She isn't even your type." "What is my type?" St. John glanced away. They both knew well enough the kind of women Caire favoured. "There's something about her," Caire said in a low voice. "She cares for everyone about her, yet neglects herself. I want to be the one who cares for her." | Elizabeth Hoyt | ||
| f1af72b | Maximus," she whispered, all moonlight and strength. "I love you. Never forget that." | duke-of-midnight elizabeth-hoyt | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 36f2478 | I won't marry you," she repeated. "Why not? You were eager enough to fuck me." Anna winced. "I do wish you would stop using that word." Edward swung around and assumed a hideously sarcastic expression. "Would you prefer swive? Tup? Dance the buttock jig?" | words romance | Elizabeth Hoyt | |
| 1a676df | Love might come suddenly, unsought, from a place not looked for, and stay for a while before departing into the distance, to a place where it cannot be reached. | Edward Rutherfurd | ||
| 9e2ad95 | What he needed Gorham to understand - what his son was heir to - the thing that really mattered - was the New Yorkers indomitable spirit | Edward Rutherfurd | ||
| 788548c | It was politics and religion, in van Dyck's private view, that made men dangerous. Trade made them wise. | Edward Rutherfurd | ||
| 8ec0476 | Then he noticed the belt. He pulled it out. The thing had been handed down in the family since God knows when. His father had told: 'Better keep it. It's wampum. Supposed to be lucky.' William shrugged. He could sure as hell use some luck today. On an impulse, he decided to put it on. Under his shirt of course-- he didn't want to look like a damn fool. Then he dressed as usual, every inch the successful man. If he was going down, he'd go do.. | Edward Rutherfurd | ||
| 8d90ee3 | When people are angry, any insult will do; and prejudice is magnified into a cause. | Edward Rutherfurd | ||
| b14ddaf | The fault in his son lay not in his nature, which was honorable, but in his perceptions, which were limited. | Edward Rutherfurd |