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“I don’t want to compare myself to the lowest. I compare myself to what I think I ought to be.” “And that is?” As she had in the public house the day before, she considered her answer. Really thought about it, until she hit upon the truth—and smiled. “A woman who wears red when she wants to, or the blue of a summer sky. Who chooses her own menu. Who eats when she wishes, and not when the clock says it’s proper. And who makes the sort of friends who gladden her heart, not those who can help her meet some goal set by someone else.”
― Theresa Romain, Lady Rogue

“I mean, if Beethoven had been killed in a plane crash at twenty-two, the history of music would have been very different. As would the history of aviation, of course.”
― Tom Stoppard, The Real Thing

“that moment, that beat, his breath caught. His world changed. And he realised, quite simply, that he was in love with her.”
― Therese Beharrie, Island Fling with the Tycoon

“The truth, dear reader, is that I was as ready for him as any filly ready for the stud. My blood thrummed whenever he came near, the air crackling between us like one of Galvani’s electrical experiments. It was a mercy that we had not been alone in our train compartment on the journey back to London; otherwise, I suspect the urgent swaying of the conveyance would have proven too much for my increasingly limited self-control.”
― Deanna Raybourn, A Murderous Relation

“(A forced interlude with a Corsican bandit of great charm had ended with him vowing to give up his errant life of villainy and take holy orders. He still sent me regular missives from the monastery where he devoted himself to the making of pungent cheeses.)”
― Deanna Raybourn, A Murderous Relation

“He flicked a forearm out, rolled back his shirt sleeve. He did the same on the other side. She watched, stuck on the fact that he’d taken off his suit jacket. Also, on his forearms. His forearms. They were muscular, with lines of veins that looked as if they were pulsing. They made her want to trace them with her fingertips, then grip that swelling just before his elbow to feel the muscle there. She wanted to—”
― Therese Beharrie, Marrying His Runaway Heiress

“He had been a child when he had last made cider. He’d forgotten the sharp rush of smells, the sweetness and the almost-rotten richness and the way it lingered everywhere. He had forgotten, too, the way the cider tasted freshly pressed, before it had fermented. Before time had changed its purity to something stronger. Harder.”
― Susanna Kearsley, Bellewether

“Perhaps the wisest course of action would have been simply not to engage with lunatic historians, but that would have required a degree of restraint that Amelia had never possessed.”
― Cat Sebastian, A Delicate Deception

“The next time we decide to defame a historical figure, let’s pick somebody more interesting.” “There’s no challenge in that,” Amelia argued.”
― Cat Sebastian, A Delicate Deception

“Other people had a gratitude journal, but not Rose. She compiled evidence of her career being unhealthy and looking at the list reminded her of the good decision it was to completely change paths.”
― Mina V. Esguerra, Totally Engaged

“There was no way I could forget, since I’ve done nothing but think about it since I got out of your car last night. I thought about kissing you for the rest of the night. I dreamed about it. And kissing you was the first thing I thought about when I opened my eyes this morning.”
― Shannon Stacey, Her Younger Man