Paula Sofía > Paula's Quotes

“Hace de eso cinco años, estamos separados desde entonces y puedo decir que no ha pasado un solo día en estos largos años (¡tan breves y fulgurantes para usted!) en que no me haya venido esa frase a la mente. «¡No ama usted a su país!». Cuando pienso hoy en esas palabras, se me hace un nudo en la garganta. No, no lo amaba, si no amar es denunciar lo que no es justo en lo que amamos, si no amar es exigir que el ser amado y la más hermosa imagen que de él nos forjamos coincidan.”
― Albert Camus

“The world is cruel, give me thy heart to take with me.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Fisherman and His Soul

“Porque todos esos paisajes, esas flores y esos campos labrados, la más vieja de las tierras, les demuestran a ustedes cada primavera que hay cosas que no pueden ahogar en sangre.”
― Albert Camus

“Desde hace cinco años, no existe ya en esta tierra una mañana sin agonías, una noche sin cárceles, un mediodía sin carnicerías. Sí, nos hemos visto obligados a seguirles a ustedes. Pero nuestra difícil hazaña estribaba en seguirles en la guerra, sin olvidar la felicidad. Y, a través de los clamores y la violencia, intentábamos conservar en el corazón el recuerdo de un mar feliz, de una colina jamás olvidada, la sonrisa de un rostro amado. Al propio tiempo, era nuestra mejor arma, la que no rendiremos jamás. Porque el día en que la perdiéramos, estaríamos tan muertos como ustedes. Sencillamente, sabemos ahora que las armas de la felicidad exigen mucho tiempo y demasiada sangre para ser forjadas.”
― Albert Camus

“El gozo violento tiene un fin violento y muere en su éxtasis como fuego y pólvora, que, al unirse, estallan.”
― William Shakespeare, Romeo y Julieta

“Love's about finding the one person who makes your heart complete. Who makes you a better person than you ever dreamed you could be. Its about looking in the eyes of your wife and knowing all the way to your bones that she's simply the best person you've ever known.”
― Julia Quinn, The Viscount Who Loved Me

“Suddenly it was too hard to be in his presence, too painful to know that he would belong to someone else.”
― Julia Quinn, The Viscount Who Loved Me

“Weakness never got anyone anywhere.”
― Julia Quinn, The Viscount Who Loved Me

“And then there was Kate Sheffield.

The bane of his existence.

And the object of his desires.

All at once.”
― Julia Quinn, The Viscount Who Loved Me

“A man with charm is an entertaining thing, and a man with looks is, of course, a sight to behold, but a man with honour, ah, he is the one, dear reader, to which the young ladies should flock. - Lady Whistledown's society papers 2 May 1814”
― Julia Quinn, The Viscount Who Loved Me

“But the truth was that some things simply hurt too much.

And there were some wounds that didn’t heal, not even in ten years.”
― Julia Quinn, The Viscount Who Loved Me

“It was simple. His world was Kate. If he denied that, he might as well stop breathing right now.”
― Julia Quinn, The Viscount Who Loved Me

“He knew well the singularly strange sensation of loving one’s family to distraction, and yet not feeling quite able to share one’s deepest and most intractable fears. It brought on an uncanny sense of isolation, of being remarkably alone in a loud and loving crowd.”
― Julia Quinn, The Viscount Who Loved Me

“You’re mine,” he said, his eyes never leaving hers as he slid inside. “You’re mine.”
And much later, when they were exhausted and spent, lying in each other’s arms, he brought his lips to her ear and whispered, “And I’m yours.”
― Julia Quinn, An Offer From a Gentleman

“he was struck again by that odd sense of somehow being more alive than he'd been just seconds earlier.”
― Julia Quinn, An Offer From a Gentleman

“What do you feel?" he asked.

"Everything!" she said, laughing.

"What do you hear?"

"The music." Her eyes widened with excitement. "I hear the music as I've never heard it before."

His hands tightened, and the space between them diminished by several inches. "What do you see?" he asked.

Sophie stumbled, but she never took her eyes off his. "My soul," she whispered. "I see my very soul.”
― Julia Quinn, An Offer From a Gentleman

“You are the reason I exist," she said softly, "the very reason I was born.”
― Julia Quinn, An Offer From a Gentleman

“I love you with everything I am, everything I've been, and everything I hope to be. I love you with my past, and I love you for my future. I love you for the children we'll have and for the years we'll have together. I love you for every one of my smiles and even more, for every one of your smiles.”
― Julia quinn, Romancing Mister Bridgerton

“She'd met Colin on a Monday.
She'd kissed him on a Friday.
Twelve years later.
She sighed. It seemed fairly pathetic.”
― Julia Quinn, Romancing Mister Bridgerton

“Deep inside, she knew who she was, and that person was smart and kind and often even funny, but somehow her personality always got lost somewhere between her heart and her mouth, and she found herself saying the wrong thing or, more often, nothing at all.”
― Julia Quinn, Romancing Mister Bridgerton

“She had been born for this man, and she had spent so many years trying to accept the fact that he had been born for someone else...”
― Julia Quinn, Romancing Mister Bridgerton

“Happy endings are all I can do. I wouldn't know how to write anything else.”
― Julia Quinn, Romancing Mister Bridgerton

“Unrequited love was never easy, but at least Penelope Featherington was used to it.”
― Julia Quinn, Romancing Mister Bridgerton

“Men. The day they learned to admit to a mistake was the day they became women.”
― Julia Quinn, To Sir Phillip, With Love

“He shook his head in wonder. "You are magnificent."

"I keep telling everyone that," she said with a nonchalant shrug, "But you seem to be the only one to believe me.”
― Julia Quinn, To Sir Phillip, With Love

“If one didn't have love, was it better, then, to be alone?”
― Julia Quinn, To Sir Phillip, With Love

“. . . I do not tell you often enough, dear Mother, how very grateful I am that I am yours. It is a rare parent who would offer a child such latitude and understanding. It is an even rarer one who calls a daughter friend. I do love you, dear Mama.”
― Julia Quinn, To Sir Phillip, With Love

“Love your siblings. Love them well,
for they are your blood, and when you are unsure,or times are difficult, they will be the ones to stand by your side.”
― Julia Quinn, To Sir Phillip, With Love

“I am asking you to marry me because I love you,” he said, “because I cannot imagine living my life without you. I want to see your face in the morning, and then at night, and a hundred times in between. I want to grow old with you, I want to laugh with you, and I want to sigh to my friends about how managing you are, all the while secretly knowing I am the luckiest man in town.”

“What?” she demanded.

He shrugged. “A man’s got to keep up appearances. I’ll be universally detested if everyone realizes how perfect you are.”
― Julia Quinn, It's in His Kiss

“I understand that you are an accomplished swords-man,” she finally said.
He eyed her curiously. Where was she going with this? “I like to fence, yes,” he replied.
“I have always wanted to learn.”
“Good God,” Gregory grunted.
“I would be quite good at it,” she protested.
“I’m sure you would,” her brother replied, “which is why you should never be allowed within thirty feet of a sword.” He turned to Gareth. “She’s quite diabolical.”
“Yes, I’d noticed,” Gareth murmured, deciding that maybe there might be a bit more to Hyacinth’s brother than he had thought.
Gregory shrugged, reaching for a piece of shortbread. “It’s probably why we can’t seem to get her married off.”
“Gregory!” This came from Hyacinth, but that was only because Lady Bridgerton had excused herself and followed one of the footmen into the hall.
“It’s a compliment!” Gregory protested. “Haven’t you waited your entire life for me to agree that you’re smarter than any of the poor fools who have attempted to court you?”
“You might find it difficult to believe,” Hyacinth shot back, “but I haven’t been going to bed each night thinking to myself—Oh, I do wish my brother would offer me something that passes for a compliment in his twisted mind.”
― Julia Quinn, It's in His Kiss