A Poisoned Season Quotes

“Remember your Austen: ‘Let us hope for better things. Let us flatter ourselves that I may be the survivor.”
― Tasha Alexander, A Poisoned Season

“I would not love you so well if you were less headstrong.”
― Tasha Alexander, A Poisoned Season

“And what is Reason to Love? Light up, quick!—And where is thy old study of philosophy?—Away with the long toil of wisdom; this one thing only I know, that Love took captive even the mind of Zeus.”
― Tasha Alexander, A Poisoned Season

“The president of the bank tried to dissuade her, but she refused,” Margaret Seward told me as we sat in the Elgin Room of the British Museum that afternoon. “I wish I could have witnessed their exchange.”
― Tasha Alexander, A Poisoned Season

“Lady Middleton, who owned a chair purported to have been in the queen’s bedroom at Versailles, caused a scene when she sent it to her bank and insisted that it be stored in the vault.”
― Tasha Alexander, A Poisoned Season

“Quantity is a poor measure of the artistic merits of a collection,”
― Tasha Alexander, A Poisoned Season

“Nothing is sweeter than love, and all delicious things are second to”
― Tasha Alexander, A Poisoned Season

“is out, as it always must come in the end, The delicious story is ripe to tell to the intimate friend;”
― Tasha Alexander, A Poisoned Season

“The scent of elder bushes, the sporting prints in the hall, The croquet matches in summer, the handshake, the cough, the kiss, There is always a wicked secret, a private reason for this. —W. H. Auden”
― Tasha Alexander, A Poisoned Season

“Behind the corpse in the reservoir, behind the ghost on the links, Behind the lady who dances and the man who madly drinks, Under the look of fatigue, the attack of migraine and the sigh There is always another story, there is more than meets the eye. For the clear voice suddenly singing, high up in the convent wall,”
― Tasha Alexander, A Poisoned Season

“last the secret is out, as it always must come in the end, The delicious story is ripe to tell to the intimate friend; Over the teacups and in the square the tongue has its desire; Still waters run deep, my dear, there’s never smoke without fire.”
― Tasha Alexander, A Poisoned Season

“Mr. Hargreaves was always exceedingly fond of the viscount’s whiskey.” “I had not realized, Davis. Thank you.” My butler looked immensely pleased with himself.”
― Tasha Alexander, A Poisoned Season

“grunt, and Lady Elinor smiled, confident that branding me a scholar would be enough to keep the gentleman”
― Tasha Alexander, A Poisoned Season