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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| b5c073c | architecture was what you had instead of landscape, a signal of loss, of imitation. Europe had it in spades... | australian-literature cities europe landscape loss | Tim Winton | |
| 660a19c | She was like a sheet anchor sometimes, a steadying influence on him, on everyone around her. Made people laugh, that sensible streak in her, but it also made her someone of substance. | good-influence person-of-character person-of-substance personality-types sensible sensible-person | Tim Winton | |
| 2216b06 | It's a dangerous feeling getting noticed, being wanted. Getting seen deep and proper, it's shit hot but terrible too. It's like being took over. And your whole skin hurts like you suddenly grew two sizes in a minute. | indiscretion shyness | Tim Winton | |
| 125f6e9 | a freeze response (dissociation, collapse, numbing, paralysis, deadness) during the incident that threatened your life or limb. Sometimes it's difficult for people to understand that this is really survival response... | ptsd trauma traumatic-experiences violence | Babette Rothschild | |
| d1917d6 | Ben walked into the house and up the stairs with his two canes, but he propelled himself about much of the time after that in a wheeled chair, having decided that it was not an admission of defeat but rather a moving forward into a new, differently active phase of his life. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 837bc58 | He was insulting her sex but complimenting her personally. Was she supposed to simper with gratitude? | Mary Balogh | ||
| 9c28727 | She looked at him, her eyes brimming with laughter again. Joel sat gazing at her, wondering how much attention she was drawing from the other occupants of the room. But, however much it was, she seemed unaware of it. He gazed back at her, more than a bit shaken, for she looked like a different woman when she laughed. She looked young and vivid and ... What was the word his mind was searching for? Gorgeous? She was hardly that. . That was it.. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 4e2a11c | There is no kindness in money. | Mary Balogh | ||
| f246706 | Well,' Frederick had said, 'I will see what can be arranged, Archie. But I will not have the girl frightened or compromised.' 'You sound like a grandfather who has raised fifteen daughters and is now starting on his granddaughters, Freddie,' Lord Archibald had said. 'It is most disconcerting. | dialogue humor mary-balogh regency regency-romance romance witty-banter | Mary Balogh | |
| 923291b | I am still not used to being the possessor of such a grand title. I believe I shall have to start wearing a purple satin turban and carrying a lorgnette. | dialogue fashion humor mary-balogh regency regency-romance romance witty-banter | Mary Balogh | |
| 89ad66e | This is your home,' he said. 'You are mistress of Finchley Park, Vanessa. You may do whatever you wish.' Her smile broadened. 'Within reason,' he added hastily. | historical-romance regency-romance | Mary Balogh | |
| 3fb635a | openness and truth between partners were necessary if the marriage was to have a chance of bringing them any sort of happiness. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 839025a | The future would take care of itself. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 16dba34 | It is part of you, and you are a man worth knowing | Mary Balogh | ||
| f68dcc1 | I would be more inclined to tell my children the opposite," she said. "Stop being fruitlessly busy and dream. Use your imagination. Reach out into the unknown and dream of how you can enlarge your experience and improve your mind and your soul and your world." | Mary Balogh | ||
| 5b37649 | In her twenties she developed a deep affection for romance, especially enjoying the works of Nora Roberts, Mary Balogh and, most recently, Rose Gordon, Courtney Milan, Lauren Royal, Danelle Harmon, and Diane Farr. You can thank those authors for leading a sci-fi tomboy into writing historical romances set in the Regency period. | Sue London | ||
| d6bba7b | I do not understand dalliance, Lord Ponsonby." "But you are d-drawn to it, Mrs. Keeping." | Mary Balogh | ||
| d33b206 | Why is it we are not constantly awed by the size and majesty of the universe?" "Habit," he said. "We are accustomed to it. I suppose if we had been blind from birth--in both eyes--and could suddenly see, we would be so overwhelmed by a night like this that we would either gaze upward at it until dawn or else cling to the earth, afraid that we were about to fall off. Or perhaps we would simply assume that we were at the center of it all and .. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 7eafd0f | Pain is not insignificant. Neither is bewilderment or fear. Or conditions like poverty or homelessness. But somewhere--somewhere--there is peace. It is not even far off. It is somewhere deep inside us, in fact, ever present, just waiting for us to look inward to find it." She" | Mary Balogh | ||
| 7bcebf1 | La felicidad es siempre algo pasajero, fugaz. Nunca es un estado permanente para nadie aun que muchos perseveramos en creer la tonta idea de que si ocurriera esto o aquello seriamos felices el resto de nuestra vida. Tengo momentos de felicidad como la mayoria. Tal vez he aprendido a encontrarla de maneras que pasarian inadvertidas a algunas personas. Siento el calor del verano aqui en este momento, veo los arboles y el agua y oigo a esa gav.. | verano vida | Mary Balogh | |
| 6185447 | But I was a dreamer, you see, not a weakling. | Mary Balogh | ||
| a028eef | I would not wish to deny you your dreams. But have a care. They can be dashed in one impulsive moment. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 8a41f0e | You just have not...oh, learned who yo are yet. | Mary Balogh | ||
| a209e5f | 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? | Mary Balogh | ||
| f008991 | 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 | Mary Balogh | ||
| 32ec81d | 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." | Mary Balogh | ||
| db8aea7 | 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." | Mary Balogh | ||
| 7b5f29a | 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.. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 2681e76 | 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. | emotion human-weakness love-quotes | Mary Balogh | |
| 6d29e0d | 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. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 6e4e859 | 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. | Mary Balogh | ||
| c8c26de | 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." | Mary Balogh | ||
| f97b9fc | He had been raised, after all, to stand alone and always to do what he believed to be right. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 6dacf33 | 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. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 72253a4 | Suffering can kill. Not always physically. But it can kill dreams and it can deaden hope and the will to live. | Mary Balogh | ||
| 03d815f | No courage is needed if there is no fear, after all, | Mary Balogh | ||
| adee63f | 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. | Mary Balogh | ||
| d614747 | 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. | Mary Balogh | ||
| b2c6aa7 | 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." | Mary Balogh | ||
| 3983867 | 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. | Mary Balogh | ||
| e02e0f3 | 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." | Mary Balogh | ||
| 5c60f7e | 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. | Mary Balogh | ||
| b0f5da3 | 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 | Mary Balogh | ||
| 0b43087 | 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.. | Mary Balogh |