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He wasn't sure what he was saying, either, but he felt as if he were slipping into some dangerous world - one where answers ceased to be easy.
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I wasn’t going to be a bit of rubbish just because he discarded me.
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Don’t say my name like that. Please, Your Grace. If you have any care for me at all - pretend to flirt. But don’t actually do it.
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he’d wanted to make her into nothing because that’s what he’d done to himself.
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Judith cast Christian a scornful look. “Who names a cat ‘Fillet’? Someone who has eleven kittens to name.” She put her hands on her hips. “I will hear no criticism from anyone who has named a smaller number of kittens."
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Marshall here is vaguely upset. He might talk sternly to you. I, on the other hand, am a very bad enemy to have, and a lovely friend.
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Good thing he’s not your boyfriend, though, Tina. He’s so skinny, I think a condom would pop right off.
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Her kiss didn’t sweep away the dark anguish he felt in his heart. Instead, it embraced it. It acknowledged it.
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This time, his gaze fixed on her and stayed. The wind blew, whipping her skirts about her ankles, as if he'd called up a gale with the intensity of his stare.
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Damn you, knowledge! Ruining everything good, once again. Learning things is most inconvenient.
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If I had married, there is much I would not have learned of myself. This has been hard and painful and horrible. But I've learned that I'm stronger than hard, better than pain, and that with enough luck, horrible can go away.
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He didn't throw the next piece of bread to the ducks as much as hurl it so hard that one of them quacked in surprise and darted away before realizing it was fleeing food.
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I adhere to the law of chastity because I don’t believe in pushing women. That’s what it means to be a man. I don’t hurt others simply to make myself feel superior. Gossip can ruin a woman as surely as unchaste behavior. True men don’t indulge in either. We don’t need to.
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M is for Me. I’m yours, even when you make mistakes.
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“You count,” he said softly. “That’s what it means, to not belong - it means that you count. It wouldn’t be bearable if you didn’t know it would end.
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His past followed him around as faithfully as his shadow.
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I earned this, fair and square." We'll, maybe it hadn't been fair. And maybe it hadn't been precisely square. Still, she'd earned it legally. Legally and... rectangularly. That would have to do.
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Wallflowers may not be the prettiest of blooms, but at least they don’t get trampled.
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It wasn’t just her hand in his, their bodies side by side on the divan. It was a sense that they were facing not just this trial together, but a life. It wouldn’t be easy. It wouldn’t even always be fun. But even at the worst times, it would be better for her by his side.
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“Sir Mark Turner," he said. "I speak with the tongues of a thousand angels. Butterflies follow me wherever I go. Birds sing when I take a breath.
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Of course; a nurse wouldn’t have been quite so bold in her speech. Not to a duke’s heir. Not even to a wealthy tradesman who held the power of her employment in his too-large hands.
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"Lots of people live on farms,” Violetta added. “Many of them don’t die, I’ve heard.
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Ash Turner seduced her with the promise of her own self.
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“Distressed sighs!” Robert protested. “Not once did I stoop to distressed sighs! I might have emitted a manly huff of oppression.