Nefertiti's Heart Quotes

“Are we immortal?" he paused in his exploration of her skin.

Mischief shone in her eyes. "Want me to shoot you and find out?”
― A.W. Exley, Nefertiti's Heart

“do you tell if someone is immortal?” she whispered. “You kill them, and see if they get up again,” he answered, always pragmatic.”
― A.W. Exley, Nefertiti's Heart

“She didn't have butterflies in her stomach; she had unicorns. They ran in circles and charged her insides with their horns, gouging her as they rampaged.”
― A.W. Exley, Nefertiti's Heart

“The book didn't want to be copied?
I should introduce it to the house that doesn't want any occupants.”
― A.W. Exley, Nefertiti's Heart

“I hate you, wardrobe. But here is what's going to happen. I will close the doors, say a magic word, open the doors, and you will present me with a suitable evening gown.
Work, dammit.”
― A.W. Exley, Nefertiti's Heart

“Crowbars are great for working out parental issues.”
― A.W. Exley, Nefertiti's Heart

“I maimed you when I was only a child. Touch me now, and I'll kill you." She turned her back to him, and holding her head high, she strode out to the balcony. Conversation rose behind her. The”
― A.W. Exley, Nefertiti's Heart

“She forgot the small detail of the business she wanted to engage him on. She enjoyed saying no to him, repeatedly. Refusal was probably a new experience for him, too, but it was hard to tell.”
― A.W. Exley, Nefertiti's Heart

“She extracted a card from amongst her ample decollete and held it out toward Cara.

This is starting to feel like a bizarre treasure hunt, following clues written on little cards." [Cara thought]”
― A.W. Exley, Nefertiti's Heart

“If you can make a mechanical horse, why wouldn't you make it a unicorn?”
― A.W. Exley, Nefertiti's Heart

“you is akin to playing Russian roulette: both hobbies have a high chance of ending in a fatality.” She”
― A.W. Exley, Nefertiti's Heart

“it, I’m growing on you, aren’t I?” she asked, a smile on her face as she placed a foot on the bottom step to the empty carriage. “Like a wart, darling,” he replied with his accustomed grin, before shutting the carriage door after her.”
― A.W. Exley, Nefertiti's Heart