Love Letters From a Duke Quotes

“Men make this great pretense of not wanting to be caught, but in the end they usually beg for a lady’s hand.”
― Elizabeth Boyle, Love Letters From a Duke

“That did it. With his masculine pride completely trampled beneath her sturdy and practical heel, Jack made a vow. The moment this ends, I am going straight up to London to cut a swath through Society that will ensure my place in history alongside Casanova and every other great rake. There won't be a woman's heart safe from my charms.”
― Elizabeth Boyle, This Rake of Mine

“Hollindrake once wrote to me that the men who fight for a cause, a noble one, have more honor than any mere gentleman. – Felicity Langley (heroine)”
― Elizabeth Boyle, Love Letters From a Duke

“Pippin?"
"Yes, Dash?"
"How did we get here?"
"Aboard this ship?" she teased. "Nate ordered the sails raised and then --"
"Very funny," he said, cutting her off. "You know what I mean. Here. To this place."
"Oh, this place," she said, her face growing solemn. "I've wondered that as well, and all I can think of is that we are like our stars."
"How so?"
"You and I are the two outer stars, and the one between us is everything that keeps us apart."
He set his lips together and gazed out at the waves. "Like this ocean," he offered.”
― Elizabeth Boyle, Memoirs of a Scandalous Red Dress

“There are things a man can’t undo, that a man can’t disavow. But time has a way of making one see what is important, what is necessary and how change isn’t always the bitter potion it is made out to be. – previous Duke of Hollindrake (grandfather to Thatcher, the tenth Duke of Hollindrake {hero})”
― Elizabeth Boyle, Love Letters From a Duke

“Friends are the balm that soothes the heart. – Nanny Tasha (former nanny to Felicity and Tally Langley)”
― Elizabeth Boyle, Love Letters From a Duke

“What an excellent idea, Parkerton," Miranda agreed. "For then you can continue on with your life without a single inconvenience. You can just shake off the dustcovers and everything will be perfectly ordered once again."
"And what is wrong with that?" he asked, his ire finally getting the better of him.
Miranda came to stand before him. "Because you'll never know the most important thing about marriage."
He crossed his arms over his chest. "Which would be?"
"Why she married you.”
― Elizabeth Boyle, Mad about the Duke

“Don't you think it's odd that all of a sudden Lord John had to go attend to business? I mean, it is ten o'clock at night." Her hands went to her hips.
"Yes. Felicity, it is odd, but you have to consider the other key element in which you miscalculated."
The girl's head snapped around. "What?"
"You are dealing with a man. And they are neither predictable nor reliable."
"Bother them all," Felicity complained.
"Hold onto that sentiment until you find the right one to bother," Miranda advised.”
― Elizabeth Boyle, This Rake of Mine

“The storm has passed." He nodded toward the clearing skies. "The stars have come out." He paused and gazed upward. "I miss them when I'm not at sea. Out on the ocean they sparkle all around you. 'Tis like standing at the gates of heaven."
"Sounds glorious.”
― Elizabeth Boyle, Memoirs of a Scandalous Red Dress

“Don't you think Lady Standon deserves a man who sets her heart afire? Don't you deserve the same?"
She leaned forward and poked him in the chest. Actually stabbed her finger into his coat as if he were a chicken on the spit. Rather like Lady Standon's harridan of a housekeeper.
"I would think," she said, "a man in your position would want more. So much more."
More? Whatever did that mean? More?
He had no idea what she was talking about.
But in a flash he had a devilish inkling of what she meant.”
― Elizabeth Boyle, Mad about the Duke

“So she hadn't completely lost her sense of propriety -- and for some reason he was glad of that. Yet even as he looked at her, there was that mischievous sparkle in her eyes again despite her protest.
A sparkle. An odd light as incongruous as her red hair.
No, he was imagining things. But where was the expected admonishment on propriety, the lecture on proper restraint? Just when he thought he understood the lady, knew how to knot up her corset strings and keep her at sixes and sevens, she'd turned the tide on him.
What had she said? You are not a man easily understood.
Perhaps she understood him better than he'd given her credit for.”
― Elizabeth Boyle, This Rake of Mine

“He said someday I would come home and regret ever leaving."
She murmured something, perhaps her own remembrance of a place lost. "Do you?" she said after some time.
"Yes . . . I mean to say, no," he corrected. "Oh, bother, I don't know."
"Don't fret over it. You can't get back the time you've lived, and all you have is what is before you," she said sagely.
"Egads, I find myself betrothed to a bluestocking," he teased. "Who was that, Aristotle?"
She laughed. "No, Aunt Bedelia.”
― Elizabeth Boyle, Lord Langley Is Back in Town