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“I admired her. A great deal.” The understatement of a lifetime.
The world doesn’t end simply because I’ve had a personal disappointment.”
She privately wished Mr. Darwin to Hades.
You were simply…you. A lady through and through.
Even our ancestors didn’t know when to stop improving.
The rooms were cozy rather than austere, perfect for snuggling up with a favorite book or dozing off beside a crackling fire.
more precisely, on whether or not, in the next ten days, he could make Sophie Appersett like him a little.
“Christmas greenery my great aunt Sally. Emmy, have you no care for your reputation?”
take this as a lesson. We mustn’t be so judgmental. And we must never say things behind a person’s back that we wouldn’t say to their face.”
Healthy children are a miracle, whatever their sex. One must be grateful for them.”
What a nuisance.”
“Beauty doesn’t last forever. Not the exterior kind. If that’s what you value in me, you’ll soon be disappointed.”
“Someone once told me that a well-used private library was the sign of a truly successful gentleman.”
Every day there’s a new idea, a new invention.
We can no longer be content to stay in the same place, doing the same things as generations before us. We must alter our behavior. We must adapt ourselves to the times or risk being left behind.”
I’d like to think that, one day, my view will be the only one that matters.” “Second to my own, surely.”
“I read what I like and I’m free to come and go as I please,”
“Books are important to you.” “Very much. I read whenever I can find a spare moment.”
Sophie watched, breathless, as he reached into the pocket of his waistcoat and withdrew a sprig of mistletoe adorned with three small white berries. “I’m going to place it just here.” He put it on the edge of the shelf above her head. “Unless you object?”
It was that kiss. That brief, all-consuming kiss. It had been chaste. Respectful. And sweet as anything.
“I don’t ask you to disregard anything, merely to refrain from passing judgment on matters you don’t understand.”
He was a good listener. Not given much to words, but always attentive in his silence.
And then he smiled. Good heavens.
“And how many dances may I claim?” “How many would you like?” Ned’s voice deepened. “All of them.”
“There’s nothing broken that can’t be mended.”
“I’d like to disembowel you with a teaspoon.”
She blinked as tears stung her eyes. “Then you’ll marry me?” He gave a short, husky laugh. “My God, yes.”
“Not very romantic, is it? But I don’t want you to feel powerless with me. I value your intelligence and your strength. I’d rather you stood at my side than in my shadow.”
