Courtney Milan Quotes
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He’d started caring more about becoming the kind of person who could make a change than he cared about the change itself.
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“What part of your duty am I?" He squeezed her hand. "You're the ray of sun at the center of the storm.
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It’s a paradox. If I’m not strong enough to say no to my dad, I’m surely not strong enough to run the company. If he manages to break me down, I’ll know I can’t do it.
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The way he looked at her made her heart thump, her breath catch. For a second, those dark eyes seemed to have no end to them, as if she were looking into a hall of mirrors and seeing reflection upon reflection echoing into infinity.
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He’d been her one taste of the forbidden fruit. A slow coil of anger began to burn deep inside him. Nobody ever asked the damned fruit if it wanted to be forbidden.
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I'll not pretend that I want you for anything but mine.
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Nothing was what she was; nothing was what she gave to those foolish enough to care for her. Nothing was what she deserved, and so nothing had been what she got. It didn’t matter how hard she tried or what she did.
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“Miss Fairfield,” he said quietly, “I am not your enemy. Stop treating me as one.” Her heart slammed in her breast. “I have no enemies.” “That, Miss Fairfield, is bollocks, and you know it. You have only enemies.
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Libraries are the future of reading. When the economy is down, we need to make it easier for people to buy and read books for free, not harder. It is stupid to sacrifice tomorrow’s book buyers for today’s dollars, especially when it’s obvious that the source in question doesn’t have any more dollars to give you.
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If a woman is old enough to push a ten-pound child through her birth canal, she can hear words like ‘penis’ and ‘cervix.’ These are medical terms, Miss Charingford, not obscenities.
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Gray! No, anything but gray. Gray is nothing but a white that can’t make up its mind.
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My nerves are neither over- nor underwrought. They are wrought to the precise degree demanded by this situation.
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If there is one person I could have on my side against impossible odds, it’s her.
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When his eyes rested on her, he stopped. He’d been smiling before, in a friendly fashion. But what lit his face when he saw her was more than a smile, more than a grin. It was as if someone had thrown aside the curtains of a sickroom on a glorious morning, to let sunlight spill into every darkened corner.
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“I worry about you,” he finally said to Free. “I’m afraid that you’re going to break your heart, going up against the world.” “No.” The wind caught her hair and sent it swirling behind her. “I’m going to break the world.
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I don’t know what I’m seeing in his eyes now. Something raw and hungry. Or maybe I’m just seeing a reflection of my own want.
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We can’t help being the most interesting people in the room.
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Hers. Hers. She belonged to herself again, body and soul, pleasure and heartbreak. She was every inch hers again, her body reclaimed from those long years of bitter ownership. She was hers.
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In fact, if the conversation had been animate, the merciful thing to do would have been to take it out behind the barn and shoot it.
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It’s a good thing that Blake and I are only pretend-dating, because if this were remotely real, he would be so completely dead for abandoning me.
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Do not pollute my perfectly acceptable figurative speech with irrelevant facts!
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Third, as the ladies have clearly mastered the female art of chastity, our masculine inability to control our urges rather weakens our claims to be the stronger sex.
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You can’t eat justice.
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I’m Edward Clark. Born Edward Delacey. Now, apparently, Viscount Claridge.” He shut his eyes. “You can address me by my preferred title: you idiot.