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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 0c0ace0 | Romanticism is not a quality I despise, but it is inconvenient in a butler.) | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 8294c4c | People of that sort seldom fall ill; they are too busy pretending to be ill. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| c93e532 | Emerson is a remarkable person, considering that he is a man. Which is not saying a great deal. | married-life men men-and-women relationships-life | Elizabeth Peters | |
| 2e63bb1 | She was so pitiful as she lay there on the cold, damp ground that only a heart of stone could have been unmoved. There are many hearts of that composition, however. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 49eeaa4 | I have never been able to understand how men can feel affection for individuals who are intent on massacring them in a variety of unpleasant ways, but it is an undeniable fact that they can and do. Witness the immortal verse of Mr. Kipling: "So 'ere's to you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, at your 'home in the Soudan; You're a pore benighted 'eathen but a first-class fightin' man!" One can only accept this as another example of the peculiar emotional aberrat.. | aggressiveness humor inexplicable-ways machismo men power warlike | Elizabeth Peters | |
| a5e382b | I would be the first to admit that my maternal instincts are not well developed--though in defense I must add that the raising of Ramses would have discouraged any woman. | maternalism motherhood parenting parenting-humor | Elizabeth Peters | |
| a26e849 | The idea that he thought more of her than she sometimes thought of herself took her aback. Scamp urged. Dilly said. Peter exclaimed. Leo sneered. | Susan Elizabeth Phillips | ||
| 54c3cc1 | Before us, the moonlight lay upon the tumbled desolation of sand that had once been the brilliant capital of a pharaoh. For a moment I had a vision; I seemed to see the ruined walls rise up again, the stately villas in their green groves and gardens, the white walls of the temples, adorned with brilliantly painted reliefs, the flash of gold-tipped flagstaffs, with crimson pennants flying the breeze. The wide, tree-lined avenues were filled .. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| dc64fb0 | No, no, you needn't slap me; I am not at all hysterical. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 90ce4d9 | Emerson maintains, justly or unjustly, that all religious leaders are showmen at heart. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| ebf3696 | Let me be candid. Emerson would cheerfully consign the entire globe and its inhabitants (with a few exceptions) to the nethermost pits to save one dingy fragment of history from extinction. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 4124433 | Stop," he ordered, in a low but compelling voice. "Do not take another step, or I fire! Dash it," he added vexedly, "does the monstrosity understand English? How absurd this is!" "It understands the gesture, at least," I called, thrusting head and shoulders through the window. "Lucas, for pity's sake, seize it! Don't stand there deriding its linguistic inadequacies!" | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 88531b9 | The sun is born again from the womb of night," he said. "See how the light spreads, remaking the world." | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| e0c80bc | Gene Murry, the box said, underscored by bold letters reading, Head, and Feet, to note the direction. Carlos knew how much that bothered me. With his black marker, he drew a flowing angel on the front of your box, and filled in all the correct information: Jean Marie Murray. August 27, 1954-December 18, 1996. Beloved Mother of Lisa and Elizabeth Murray and Wife of Peter Finnerty. | Liz Murray | ||
| 47aaa5d | It is a misconception that the innocent sleep well. The worse a man is, the more profound his slumber; for if he had a conscience, he would not be a villain. When | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| b43706d | His blue-and-white striped robe ballooning out in the wind, he rode directly to me and fell off the donkey. Gasping theatrically, he handed me a note and then collapsed face down in the sand. Since the donkey had been doing all the work, I ignored this demonstration. While John bent over the fallen man with expressions of concern I opened the note. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 2129fc1 | I object to murder. It's just a silly girlish prejudice. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| f1bebd1 | Americans have many admirable characteristics, but literary taste is rare among them. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 20de217 | We all know how ruthlessly these American millionaires crush their rivals as they climb to power. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 5dcd62e | Ten years of Ramses had convinced me that my inability to have more children was not, as I had first viewed it, a sad disappointment, but rather a kindly disposition of all-knowing Providence. One Ramses was enough. Two or more would have finished me. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 575cfad | Bucolic peace is not my ambience, | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| ff692c5 | History has a kindly way of glossing over little faults like brigandage, slaughter, piracy, and assaults on women, especially when the perpetrators possess titles and landed estates. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 9124839 | he never comes to see us unless he wants something. Find out what it is, tell him "no," and let us be off." | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| f223167 | Men believe women are hopeless gossips, but women know men are. The poor creatures are worse than women in some ways, because they cannot admit to themselves that they are gossiping, or doubt the discretion of the individuals in whom they confide. 'Strictly in confidence, old boy, just between you and me...'. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 64a6c08 | unnecessary discomfort is a form of martyrdom with which I have no sympathy. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| ae89078 | One thing led to another, and we were a trifle late going down for dinner. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 9f6f612 | Goodness, what a nasty suspicious mind the boy has, I thought. He must have got it from me. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 582f14f | Rewarding a cat is a waste of time. They think they deserve the best whatever they do. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 339ca3d | We are only demonstrating the qualities for which our superior caste is famous,' Ramses drawled. 'British phlegm, noblesse oblige, coolness under fire... What have I left out?' 'Don't be hateful,' Nefret snapped. 'That's the part I left out,' said Ramses. 'Hatefulness. | Elizabeth Peters | ||
| 1cfef69 | For a time Emerson politely endeavored to conceal his boredom - like most men, he is profoundly disinterested in all children except his own - ... | humor men | Elizabeth Peters | |
| 5d7b980 | Or maybe they saved you for me, forced open your eyes | Eireann Corrigan | ||
| cbd94c2 | Life isn't about waiting on the storm to pass. It's about learning to dance in the rain. | storm | Claudia Carroll | |
| 35fc367 | I am an animator. I am the Executioner. But now I know I'm something else. The one thing my Grandmother Flores feared most. I am a necromancer. The dead are my specialty. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 08039eb | To survive in most arenas of power you must first understand that everyone lies, everyone cheats, and no one is your friend. The paradox is that not everyone lies, and not everyone cheats, and some people are your friends. The problem lies in the fact that one smiling face and handshake looks much like another, and when you're surrounded by consummate liars, how to tell the truth from the lie, friend from foe? Better to treat everyone profe.. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 47ead71 | A lot of people take too much directness as rudeness, especially from a woman. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| ffa90a9 | I could only handle a zillion problems at a time. A zillion and one was beyond me. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| c589e60 | I hesitated on getting my backup gun and putting it in my purse, but didn't. My purse, like all purses, seems to have a travelling black hole in it. I'd never get the gun out in time if I really needed it. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 9a58a29 | I called her Mrs. Bennington at her insistence. When I'd referred to her as Ms. Bennington, she'd nearly bitten my head off. She was not one of your liberated women. She liked being a wife and mother. I was glad for her, it meant more freedom for the rest of us. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 49eabb4 | I'm Christian, but if God is truly a God of love, then why would he have a private torture chamber where he put people that he was supposed to love and forgive to be punished forever? If you actually read the Bible, the idea of hell like in the movies and most books was invented by a writer. Dante's Inferno was ripped off by the Church to give people something to be afraid of, to literally scare people into being Christian. | religion | Laurell K. Hamilton | |
| 224575a | I will love you always. When this red hair is white, I will still love you. When the smooth softness of youth is replaced by the delicate softness of age, I will still want to touch your skin. When your face is full of the lines of every smile you have ever smiled, or every surprise I have seen flash through your eyes, when every tear you have ever cried has left its mark upon your face, I will treasure you all the more, because I was there.. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 7a80a0f | There are pains too deep for words, but there's touch to say what words can't. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| feeb51e | He always seemed to know just what I needed, just when I needed it. If we weren't in love, then how did he do that? Hell, I'd been in love with people that didn't even come close to meeting this many of my needs. | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 375529c | He whispered, "More than life, more than honor, I love thee." What do you say when a man whose entire existence had been his honor offers to give it up for you? You say the only thing you can. "More than any crown or throne or title, I love thee," I said. "More than any power in faerie, I love thee." The" | Laurell K. Hamilton | ||
| 894e95e | There are so few true villains, just other screwed-up people who pass the damage on. | Laurell K. Hamilton |