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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 78f1883 | They were climbing now, climbing the hill of hardened mud upon which the castle stood, and once they had left the lee of the dunes the flies grew less; the heat, on the other hand, was greater still. 'You are going a very disagreeable colour,' said Stephen. 'Should not you throw off that thick coat, and loosen your neckcloth? Heavy, corpulent subjects are liable to be carried off in a twinkling, if not by a frank, straightforward apoplexy, .. | Patrick O'Brian | ||
| 7b4b702 | Oh, Captain Aubrey,' cried she, 'I have a service to beg of you.' Mrs Fielding had but to command, said Jack, smiling at her with great affection; he was at her orders entirely - very happy - delighted - could not be more so. 'Why then,' she said, 'you know I am a little talkative - the dear Doctor has often said so, desiring me to peep down - but alas I am not at all writative, at least not in English. English spelling! Corpo di Baccho, En.. | Patrick O'Brian | ||
| 420bca6 | They dismissed the imperfect subjunctive with perfect indifference on either side, and Jack, his imagination now somewhat heated, was speaking of the gossip that concerned them. In spite of her imperfect knowledge of English and his want of perfect coherence she caught the general drift of his remarks and before he could reach the point of expressing his earnest desire that these rumours should be given a solid foundation - his view that na.. | Patrick O'Brian | ||
| 38be90b | Yet his own daughters were not outstandingly meek: he thought of their shrill bawling 'Oh Papa, Papa, do come on, Papa. We shall never get up the hill at this rate. Pray, Papa, do not be such a slug.' Early it would have been 'goddam slug', they having caught a free way of speaking from the seamen who formed part of the household, but since the last voyage or two Sophie had taken the matter in hand, and now girlish cries of 'infernal swab' .. | Patrick O'Brian | ||
| 71d3151 | I am so sorry,' she said. 'I will try to do better now.' Alas for the word. The adagio called for subtle phrasing, and it called in vain: she cast him several apologetic looks until a particularly wild aberration made him pause, his bow in the air, when she laid her hands in her lap and said 'Shall we go back to the beginning?' 'By all means,' said Stephen. But it was not a successful experiment: between them they slowly murdered poor Conta.. | Patrick O'Brian | ||
| 83341d6 | The dear Doctor was not leaving yet; he was going to indulge her by staying for a while; and this she said with a smile at Stephen, a smile that Jack intercepted and that gave him a blow as sharp and sudden as a pistol-shot. For although he might mistake signals addressed to himself he could scarcely be mistaken about those flying for another man. | Patrick O'Brian | ||
| 389a3fc | It sounded as though you were having a battle there,' said Jack. 'No. It was only a tooth, a troublesome tooth: sure I have delivered many a child with less pains to all concerned. | Patrick O'Brian | ||
| 2044bb2 | when you cook for people, they feel cared for. | Ruth Reichl | ||
| e40698e | He laughed, and it dawned on him that this was what he was going to miss the most--all the possibility that was Beth and he. The future moments like this, of laughing and loving. Of sharing and touching. | Karen Hawkins | ||
| aaf69d8 | Beth sighed. "I want a relationship, but then again...I don't." To her surprise, Grandfather cackled. "That's quite normal, my girl. Quite normal indeed. There are no guarantees in this life. You have to take what you can get and enjoy it while you have it." | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 27cd14b | My lord?" Reeves appeared concerned. "Are you well? Does your head pain you?" "No, no. I am fine. I just had a stupid thought, is all." "Ah. And what was that thought, my lord? I take it that it did not have anything to do with wearing that black waistcoat?" "It had nothing to do with clothing." "A pity," Reeves said with a long-suffering sigh. "If you were not thinking of clothing, then your thought must have had something to do with Lady .. | Karen Hawkins | ||
| aa7dba3 | Roland sat beside his little sister. "You are too young to know this, but love cannot grow in rocky soil. It must be planted in a tender heart, cared for with the gentlest of touches, warmed with happiness. and protected from all that might wish to harm it." "That sounds like a lot of work," Melisandre said. "It is a lot of work. But if it's true love, then it will be the lightest burden you'll ever carry." | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 46a7493 | Since neither of us wish to be married, we must think of a way to soothe Grandfather's irritation." Christian looked amused. "I suppose I could put an end to my existence. That would please him a good deal." "Nonsense. He is not an impractical man. He has to know that would just lead to more scandal." Christian's lips twitched. "That would be horrid, wouldn't it?" Beth had to fight the urge to smile herself. "Horrid, indeed." "I suppose I s.. | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 27a83d1 | My lord, I suggest you use the same strategy with Massingale that you used with his granddaughter. When you go to ask for her hand in marriage, admit your attraction for her." "I have never admitted to you that I find her attractive." "You didn't have to. It was quite obvious in your voice. That was why I kept warning you of using innocents in your plan." Christian rubbed a hand over face. "I wish I'd realized how strong that attraction was.. | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 0ca8eda | No, my lord. I merely thought it unwise for you to visit the Duke of Massingale and request his granddaughter's hand in marriage while intoxicated." Reeves replaced the stopper on the decanter and carried it back to the sideboard. "His Lordship would not appreciate such a display." | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 4bfc7ed | Good God! What in the hell was that noise?" The man in front of them turned in his seat. "That's what I've been asking myself this half hour and then some" | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 1f9405f | Seducing innocent virgins is such a tiring venture." Christian lifted a brow. "Are we back to that?" | Karen Hawkins | ||
| ff8d5a9 | Bloody hell, were you this annoying with my father?" "I fear I was more so, my lord. I was younger then and could go on and on and on--" "Good. The old bastard deserved a difficult time." "So many people believe." | Karen Hawkins | ||
| f198c04 | Beth grimaced. "He is a pompous ass." "And in dire need of a wealthy wife. Perhaps you should find a twitch to go with your stutter." "I would fall upon the floor in a fit if I thought it might do some good. The man is a menace." | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 66ad5cb | Excellent. I feel better already. My lady, you have had a very positive influence over Lord Westerville. He has left the morbid world of Only Black behind and now embraces other colors of the spectrum. | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 4c6fe8c | An uncle?" Christian looked from his brother, to his sister-in-law. "But...how?" Prudence laughed, Beth chiming in. Tristan shook his head ruefully. "I will explain it to you later." "No, no! I didn't mean that! I just--when did this happen? How long have you known?" | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 161fea5 | Not for long, my lord," Reeves said, smiling. "I regret to inform you that I must be leaving soon." Christian's smile faded. "But...why?" "Between starching your cravats and assisting you in discovering the errors of your ways, I have been writing a book." "A book? On what?" "How to be a proper butler." Christian sighed. "I was just a research project to you, wasn't I?" Reeves's lips twitched. "I shall dedicate the book to you and your brot.. | Karen Hawkins | ||
| e22508b | My father sent him out to civilize the lost sons he'd neglected, but damn me if all I've seen him do is marry us off." "Oh dear, how dreadful!" | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 0c8ac87 | I need a bath." He chuckled. "You smell of smoke, as do I." The duke turned, leaning heavily on his cane. "Jameson, open the carriage door. We shall return to the house." Beth smiled up at Christian. "Shall we adjourn to the house to get some ointment for your hands and a bath, my love?" His eyes lit. "A bath?" Grandfather snorted. "Someone send to London for a special license! Now." | Karen Hawkins | ||
| d02e81a | Oh!" Bronwyn lowered the book as Scott looked at her with concern. "Why would you close your eyes? You should fight, not just stand there like a - Argh! If I wasn't certain Roland was about to arrive, I'd stop reading right here." Sighing, she returned to the book. " " Bronwyn nodded with satisfaction. "Of course he did. He always does, whether Lucinda deserves him or not." -- | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 08eee3b | I'm surprised that, with all of his supposed experience with the gentler sex, he doesn't realize that women do not like to be carried in a way that musses their hair and leaves them with unattractively red faces. | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 9ad0a14 | Bronwyn groaned. "Not !" | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 1431e06 | You have no shame for ruining my shoes, ? If it weren't so difficult to replace shoes here in the middle of nowhere, I would let you stomp on the tops of all of them, but such is not the case. If they are ruined, I must go without." "A barefoot prince? That sounds like a bad Italian opera." | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 5f99552 | When she returned, he would take great delight in showing her how much he loved the morning, when the air held a tang of freshness and the early light dispelled all shadows. | lovers morning morning-light tang | Karen Hawkins | |
| c4ca8ea | Me mam, bless her soul, tol' me tha' was the worst thing ye could be to a man--convenient. | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 8013f7a | You and I are from two different worlds." "Nonsense. We have much in common. We both like books, dogs, poems, Sir Walter Scott, dogs - I could go on." "You listed dogs twice." "It does not matter; I still made my point." "No, you haven't." | Karen Hawkins | ||
| ba8fb0b | Because I am your favourite grandson, and you love me more than all of my brothers." " . You are the most of my grandsons. Find a good woman, marry her, have children - then you will be my favourite." "Perhaps I shall settle for second favourite. What would that take?" | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 3f20a6a | What is this bluestocking?" "A woman who fancies herself a member of the intelligentsia." He lowered his voice. "It's against the laws of nature." Alexsey lifted his brows. "Why are you whispering? Afraid of bluestockings, are you?" "All smart men are." | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 281b29f | I dinna normally answer the door." "Ah," Strath said, offering a charming smile as he whipped off his hat. "You are doing a fine job thus far. Well done, Mrs. Pitcairn." She eyed Strath the way a cat might eye a snake. "It dinna take much in the way o'talent." | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 92acc70 | But love? True love? As wretched as loneliness could be, it was nothing compared to the pain of betrayal. He'd seen with his own eyes what "love" did to a person--how it built hopes that were rarely, if ever, realized. Falling in love meant being weak, vulnerable to the whims of another." | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 22e48f2 | kitchen, | Karen Hawkins | ||
| 14e5851 | Lady Jersey to Mrs.Cowper,as the two watched dancers waltz at Almack's. | love so-true woman | Karen Hawkins | |
| 77a11bc | It was a chaste kiss, but as her lips brushed his warm cheek, her eyes met his. They were deep and dark, warm with passion and longing. And somehow she knew, without question, what he thought. What he felt. Time held its breath - and in that moment, looking into Buchan's warm, tormented gaze, Tatiana's heart awoke. | scottish-romance | Karen Hawkins | |
| ddac6fd | With a hoarse moan, he swept her against him, kissing her wildly, passionately, his mouth promising and teasing, as if her kiss had broken the dam that had held back his passion. | scottish-romance | Karen Hawkins | |
| c51ff00 | Most people managed to evade home truths with astonishing ease. | Karen Hawkins | ||
| f368e90 | It is not enough to simply remove temptation. We must beat it away, burn it, suppress it, combat it with as much ruthless intent as we can muster. | Karen Hawkins | ||
| b3a5391 | D. A. Carson makes this observation about this section of 1 Corinthians: When in the last century Hudson Taylor, the founder of the China Inland Mission (now the Overseas Missionary Fellowship), started to wear his hair long and braided like Chinese men of the time and to put on their clothes and to eat their food, many of his fellow missionaries derided him. But Hudson Taylor had thought through what was essential to the gospel (and was th.. | Timothy Keller | ||
| 9c35834 | Sabbath-Rose early to seek God, and found Him whom my soul loveth. Who would not rise early to meet such company? | Andrew Bonar | ||
| d882799 | No man careth for our souls' is written over every forehead. Awake, my soul! Why should I give hours and days any longer to the vain world, when there is such a world of misery at my very door? Lord, put thine own strength in me; confirm every good resolution; forgive my past long life of uselessness and folly." He" | Andrew Bonar |