Suzanne Enoch > Quotes

“So you’ll forget her and move on.”

I suppose I will. As soon as I forget how to breathe.”
― Suzanne Enoch, Reforming a Rake

“Love is a word we use for the desire to fornicate so that we seem more refined than farm animals." ~Lucian Balfour”
― Suzanne Enoch, Reforming a Rake

“How many of us have gazed at a man and thought, ‘yes, him,’ only to have him pay his attentions to someone else? And how many of us have sighed and waited for some other gentleman to come forward? All I wish to ask is, why? Why not strike up a conversation? Why not determine for ourselves whether ‘he’ is the one? Why leave it to fate?”
A LADY’S GUIDE TO PROPER BEHAVIOR, 2ND EDITION”
― Suzanne Enoch, A Lady's Guide to Improper Behavior

“I am a duke, you know. If I can't perform a miracle here and there I might as well be a butler in expesive clothes." He brushed at the sleeve of his well-tailored brown coat. "And butlers don't get to dance with attractive women.”
― Suzanne Enoch, A Lady's Guide to Improper Behavior

“So you intend to spend the remainder of your life whoring, drinking, wagering, and being as outrageous as you can manage?"
Bram shook himself. He made it a point to be serious as little as possible, and neither did he want to argue with two newly married men about the meruts of being leg-shackled."Please Phin," he said aloud. "I would never think so small. You know my ultimate goal is to lower the standards of morality enough that everything I do becomes acceptable.”
― Suzanne Enoch, Always a Scoundrel

“It amazes me, Saint, that you can own so few redeemable qualities and still be so likable.”
― Suzanne Enoch, London's Perfect Scoundrel

“For a long moment the butler sat in silence, his jaw hanging open. “I . . . my lord, I simply don't feel
qualified
to advise you about such matters.”
“Don't tell me that,” Saint protested. “Tell me whether you can imagine me as a married man or not.”
To his surprise, the butler set aside his brandy snifter and sat forward. “My lord, I do not wish to
overstep my bounds, but I have noticed a ... change in your demeanor,
of late. The question of whether
anyone can imagine you married or not, however, is one I believe must be answered by you. And the
lady, of course.”
Saint frowned. “Coward.”
“There is that, as well.”
― Suzanne Enoch, London's Perfect Scoundrel

“I don't want a well-ordered life.... I would die from boredom in a fortnight.”
― Suzanne Enoch, Always a Scoundrel

“Never interrupt a lady when she is speaking to you, as if what you have to say is more important.”
― Suzanne Enoch, London's Perfect Scoundrel

“Did you hear that?” the duke asked with a wide grin, turning to Dare. “She said 'papa.'“
The viscount returned the candy dish and tea tray to the relocated end table. “I distinctly heard
'baboon.'“
“Hm, well, you're distinctly deaf.”
― Suzanne Enoch, London's Perfect Scoundrel

“Saint took a seat at the main faro table at the Society club. “What the devil is a ladies' political tea?”
Tristan Carroway, Viscount Dare, finished placing his wager, then sat back, reaching for his glass of
port. “Do I look like a dictionary?”
“You're domesticated.” Saint motioned for a glass of his own, despite unfriendly looks from the tables'
other players. “What is it?”
“I'm not domesticated; I'm in love. You should try it. Does wonders for your outlook on life.”
“I'll take your word for it, thank you.”
― Suzanne Enoch, London's Perfect Scoundrel

“I don't think there'll be a next time, my lady.” Saint smiled. “But thank you for the offer.”
Her eyebrows lifted in surprise. “You're welcome. My, my, manners. Where have you been—church?”
― Suzanne Enoch, London's Perfect Scoundrel

“Perhaps his next task should be to concoct an eighth deadly sin. Or he could work toward finding even a dozen. The devil knew he'd worn out the original seven.”
― Suzanne Enoch, Always a Scoundrel

“Reg: Speaking of blunt, dinner is on my bill tonight, mes amis.
Alex: What's the occasion?
Augustus: Lady Caroline's agreed to venture out on a picnic with out intrepid hero.
Kit: I don't know why you keep insisting she's smitten with me. I've barely spoken five sentences to her.
Augustus: It's very simple. Reg has thrown his entire being into pleasing Caroline. She knows every nuance of his thought and character. You, however, are a mystery to be explored, solved, and resolved.”
― Suzanne Enoch, Lady Rogue

“Reg: Furth's in London. And yes, I know, it's my fault. But as long as I'ver roused the lion, I was going to ask you to speak to him on my behalf.
Alex: You wish me to speak to Furth.
Reg: Well, yes. He's always like you. Just tell him what a noble, upright fellow I am, and how I have always upheld my position with dignity and respect.
Alex: Lie, you mean.
REg: Whatever it takes.”
― Suzanne Enoch, Lady Rogue

“Everton" (Francis)
Alex turned his head to view a rainbow peacock mask bobbing toward him. "Good Lord, Francis, you are replendent," he said admiringly.
The peacock stopped beside him. "Dash it, Everton, how'd you know it was me?"
You're still wearing your faux ruby ring.”
― Suzanne Enoch, Lady Rogue

“I told you I didn't have a heart. I do have one. I just didn't know it until I met you. You are my light. My soul craves you, and I love you with every ounce of the heart you've awakened in me. I...I could live without you but I wouldn't want to. Will you marry me, Evelyn Marie?”
― Suzanne Enoch, London's Perfect Scoundrel

“One can only hope." He took a step toward her, so only a few scant inches separated them. A white cascade of glittering light lit the night above his head and made his eyes sparkle. "Do you mean there is no charity in your heart for a poor, misguided soul such as myself?
"You've guided yourself astray," she informed him, backing up, "and my poor brother, as well." Her thoughts and her wits seemed to have scattered, and she fought to keep an affronted expression on her face.
"Then he is safe," the marquis murmured, "for my path leads straight back to you.”
― Suzanne Enoch, Stolen Kisses

“Phillipa, my heart, my blood, my everything,
will you for God’s and my sake marry me?”
― Suzanne Enoch, The Care and Taming of a Rogue

“The animal is making quite a mess,” the butler droned.
“Are you referring to the monkey, or to my nephew?” Fennington drawled, strolling into the room.
“Hm. How long did you lurk outside the room waiting forthat opportunity?” Bennett asked”
― Suzanne Enoch, The Care and Taming of a Rogue

“Yes, it is.” Bennett blew out his breath. “You can’t expect me to…sit in the morning room and chat
about the weather with her mother, and hold her yarn while she knits, and…wait five weeks before I
attempt to hold her hand.”
― Suzanne Enoch

“There are rules,” he interrupted, scowling. Before she could move, he had both her hands in his, their
faces inches apart. “Don’t put me off, Phillipa. I’ve given you my one warning; I am after you. If you wish
me to proceed your way, I will. To a point. But if you continue throwing up that damned—blasted—‘you
can’t do that’ protest and still look at me with that same…passion in your eyes, I will put you back in that
phaeton and not stop driving until we reach Gretna Green. Is that clear?”
― Suzanne Enoch, The Care and Taming of a Rogue

“I had a thought," Bradshaw said into the silence.
"Amazing," Tristan returned dryly.”
― Suzanne Enoch, England's Perfect Hero

“If you ask for an opinion, expect to receive one, and don't make fun of it.”
― Suzanne Enoch, London's Perfect Scoundrel

“Gentlemanly behavior isn't just opening doors: to make an impression, you have to be concerned over a lady's needs at least as much as your own.”
― Suzanne Enoch, London's Perfect Scoundrel

“Don't assume, when a lady wants to take up a task or a cause, that is just a hobby.”
― Suzanne Enoch, London's Perfect Scoundrel

“Don’t cry,nyonda ,” he murmured.
Phillipa took a deep breath. “What does that mean, anyway?Nyonda ?”
His green gaze held hers. “It’s Swahili. It means ‘beloved.’” A small smile touched his mouth, and he
brushed her cheek again. “You do know I love you, Phillipa. To an alarming degree.”
― Suzanne Enoch, The Care and Taming of a Rogue

“Does that mean there’ll be no engagement ball?”
“There will be,” he said, “once I convince Josefina to say yes.”
“She turned you down?” Zachary asked skeptically.
“She kicked me, actually. My timing did leave something to be desired.”
“Josefina kicked you,” Eleanor repeated. At his nod, she pursed her lips.
“Perhaps I do like her after all.”
― Suzanne Enoch, Sins of a Duke

“On nights like this, when he rode out from the dark, silent house to the dark, deserted park, he could
forget.
He could be nothing but a solitary rider on a fast horse, wind in his face and the world open around him.
No walls, no bars, no quiet weeping or screams or death. None of that could catch him. On a night like
this, none of it could find him.”
― Suzanne Enoch, England's Perfect Hero

“That explained a great many things he'd observed about Lilith Benton. No wonder she came near to throwing a blue fit every time he approached. He threatened to collapse the carefully respectablility she'd worked nonstop for six years to build. On the oter hand, he couldn't forget the way she'd responded to his kiss,, or the way she'd shivered at his light caresses. She liked being touched. She liked his touch. Jack gave a slight smile. Perhaps the angel secretly wondered what it would be like to be in the devil's embrace. The devil certainly wondered.”
― Suzanne Enoch, Stolen Kisses

“He lowered his head toward her, so she could feel his breath warm against
her skin, their mouths only inches apart. “You’re panting for it, aren’t you,
Princess?” he murmured.”
― Suzanne Enoch, Sins of a Duke

“Valentine lifted Rose to look her in the eye. “You are staying away from men, my
sugar cake. Men are evil, wicked, and devious. I know this, because I am one.”
― Suzanne Enoch, Sins of a Duke

“Talking to yourself?" Her father turned the corner of the house to join her amid the rows of roses. Sneaking was evil, she decided. "No. I was… just conversing with the new rosebush," she stammered, feeling her cheeks warm. "Ah. And did it answer?" "I believe it to be shy." "If it everdoesanswer, you will inform me, won't you ?" "Very amusing.”
― Suzanne Enoch, England's Perfect Hero

“Roses," Georgiana repeated, her thoughtful gaze touching his. "It's about time one of the Carroway men
decided to cultivate something other than their poor reputations.”
― Suzanne Enoch, England's Perfect Hero

“And even though he enjoyed being around her, he resisted her,
because he was supremely aware that he wasn't the old Robert any longer; he was Bit, a piece of what
he'd once been.”
― Suzanne Enoch, England's Perfect Hero

“I'll be back at sea by then," Bradshaw put in, "so I'll comfort myself with the knowledge that you'll name
the infant after me."
"I don't think 'Half-wit' will pass muster with Georgie, but I'll let her know that's your suggestion.”
― Suzanne Enoch, England's Perfect Hero

“I wish you'd tell me when we're having friends over for luncheon."
"I would, if they would tell me.”
― Suzanne Enoch, England's Perfect Hero

“If you ask me to leave now, I will.” Slowly his mouth
curved into that heart-stopping smile. “And then you’ll miss what comes next.”
She shut her eyes for a heartbeat, trying to regain some control over her
thoughts and her spread, wanton body. “What comes next?”
“You do.” He lowered his head again.”
― Suzanne Enoch, Sins of a Duke