The Prince Who Loved Me Quotes

“The other animals." When she didn't reply, he sighed, frustration on his face. "They have - what you say - hop, hop. And they have the-" He put his hand behind his head and made a 'V' then wiggled his fingers.

"Ah! You mean hares.”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“She was part wide-eyed wood nymph, part awkward society miss, and—he was beginning to realize—part testy library elf.”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“How can you become the leader of Romany if you're a prince of Oxenburg?"
"I have three brother. And as Tata Natasha is fond of telling us, there is not room on the throne for four asses.”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“Somewhere around chapter seven she had started wondering if Lucinda, the annoyingly incompetent heroine of The Black Duke, truly deserved to live. The chit was forever whining about her life, while refusing to do anything about it.”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“Gentle reader, never ask a woman for her thoughts. Some things are best left to the imagination.”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“Roland sat beside his little sister. "You are too young to know this, but love cannot grow in rocky soil. It must be planted in a tender heart, cared for with the gentlest of touches, warmed with happiness. and protected from all that might wish to harm it."

"That sounds like a lot of work," Melisandre said.

"It is a lot of work. But if it's true love, then it will be the lightest burden you'll ever carry.”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“She opened her eyes.
He sniffed.
Ah! The rosemary! Holding her breath, she waited.

He sniffed again. "Is it an herb, nyet?"
She nodded, smiling shyly. "Rosemary."
"The cook at Tullock puts it in turtle soup."

Her smile faltered. She smelled like a turtle? Not a fragrant loaf of bread, but a turtle? "Surely you've smelled it in some other dishes, too? Bread, perhaps?"

He shook his head.

"In a delicious stew, then? Something savory and warm?"
He released her cloak. "In my country, we throw rosemary onto graves."

She just looked at him, appalled.

"That seems odd to you, nyet? Rosemary keeps fresh the...How do you say-?" He tapped his forehead. "Thoughts about times no longer here."
"Memories?"
"Da! Rosemary keeps fresh the memories of the dead."

Lovely. She smelled like a turtle and the grave.”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“I dinna normally answer the door."

"Ah," Strath said, offering a charming smile as he whipped off his hat. "You are doing a fine job thus far. Well done, Mrs. Pitcairn."

She eyed Strath the way a cat might eye a snake. "It dinna take much in the way o'talent.”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“What is this bluestocking?"
"A woman who fancies herself a member of the intelligentsia." He lowered his voice. "It's against the laws of nature."

Alexsey lifted his brows. "Why are you whispering? Afraid of bluestockings, are you?"

"All smart men are.”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“Because I am your favourite grandson, and you love me more than all of my brothers."
"Nyet. You are the most frustrating of my grandsons. Find a good woman, marry her, have children - then you will be my favourite."
"Perhaps I shall settle for second favourite. What would that take?”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“You and I are from two different worlds."
"Nonsense. We have much in common. We both like books, dogs, poems, Sir Walter Scott, dogs - I could go on."
"You listed dogs twice."
"It does not matter; I still made my point."
"No, you haven't.”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“You have no shame for ruining my shoes, nyet? If it weren't so difficult to replace shoes here in the middle of nowhere, I would let you stomp on the tops of all of them, but such is not the case. If they are ruined, I must go without."

"A barefoot prince? That sounds like a bad Italian opera.”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“Instantly, Lucinda fell to the floor in a swoon-" Bronwyn groaned. "Not again!”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“Unable to watch the knife enter her tender skin, Lucinda closed her eyes tightly as - Oh!" Bronwyn lowered the book as Scott looked at her with concern. "Why would you close your eyes? You should fight, not just stand there like a - Argh! If I wasn't certain Roland was about to arrive, I'd stop reading right here."

Sighing, she returned to the book. "Lucinda closed her eyes tightly just as the door burst open. Roland, handsome and stalwart Roland, had come!"

Bronwyn nodded with satisfaction. "Of course he did. He always does, whether Lucinda deserves him or not.”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me

“Roland was brave an romantic, and his speech imploring Lucinda to flee with him had filled Bronwyn's eyes with tears. "I wish I knew a Roland."

During her unpleasant season, she'd come to realise that the world was woefully short of Rolands.”
― Karen Hawkins, The Prince Who Loved Me