The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion Quotes

“Is it immoral to marry a man solely to gain a library? And if that man happens to be tremendously good looking, is it more or less of a sin?”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“Of course I’m coming with you. Don’t be daft. My friends do not go to war alone.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“It was Hawkes who gave voice. “Alchemy.” I shivered. That mythical pursuit that turns disparate elements to gold.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“Well, let us hold the pass. No traitors among us.
WE WILL FIGHT IN THE SHADE.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“We must be our own before we can be another’s.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“Bless a man who knows how to keep his own counsel when you can’t bear to speak.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“I expect you want tea, now that you’ve driven my curiosity a country mile and abandoned it on the side of the road?”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“Novel writers, bless them, are such strange birds.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“Yet here I was, determined to fight in the shade. I felt lifted. Noble. Spartan.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“He said nothing, did nothing but keep me close. I, feeling like a ghost he kept chained to earth.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“Better be a nettle in the side of your friend than his echo.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“You’re not half so bad once you get dolled up a bit, love.” Clearly the epitaph on my future gravestone.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“we were happily laughing when we came round a corner to meet a familiar mustache, which happened to be attached to the face of my banker, Mr. Penury.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“It was then I thought that life—my life, in particular—wasn’t wholly worth giving up on yet.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“painful.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“My feelings for October are fierce: a sharp love of cool air, a season transforming the landscape towards, and through, death.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“And if that man happens to be tremendously good looking”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“Is it immoral to marry a man solely to gain a library? And if that man happens to be tremendously good looking”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“JOLLY GOOD FUN!” they all cried out.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“And a Wordsworth sonnet,
The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers…”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“I nearly sliced it clean off?” he retorted. “If I remember, you were the one who had gotten hold of your uncle’s sword—” “That small fact is not overly relevant to how you looked, Roland,” I insisted, taking off my gloves. “Did it scar?”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“themselves.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“sin?”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“To compose oneself—such a strange phrase. As if one were a musical score. If I were”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“us.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“killed?”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“compelling.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“THE MORAL RAMIFICATIONS DEPEND UPON YOUR MORALS.”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“It was then The Boy”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4

“This morning I went to Sunday services (See”
― Beth Brower, The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 4