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Or perhaps it was fairer to say—fairer to the brandy, at least, which ought not be blamed for all human failings—that the trouble was already there, and the brandy simply brought it to light.
“Do I pay you to disapprove of me, Das?” “No, sir. I provide the disapproval for free.” “Remind me to bloody thank you some time.”
When she forgot to be polite, she was highly entertaining. When she was being polite, on the other hand, he could cheerfully consign her to hell.
“You do realize,” he drawled softly, “that when you cover your eyes, I can still see you.” “No you can’t.”
If they waited until women were old enough to get some common sense, they’d never get them married off at all.
“You are very good at loving, but I am very hard to love.”
“Here’s my idea: I hold onto you and you hold onto me, and we never let go and we never turn away from each other, no matter what happens, however hard it gets.” He briefly squeezed her tight. “Even when the bad things happen, and the bad things will happen.”

