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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.
Courtney Milan
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"Work your way on to number twelve,” she snapped. “Number eleven wants nothing more to do with you.
Courtney Milan
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In this world, you’re either playing the game or you’re a pawn on the board.
Courtney Milan
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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.
Courtney Milan
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My entire notion of friendship altered when I depended on someone for more than just the pleasant passing of time.
Courtney Milan
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An unreadable response was heaps better than an unprintable one.
Courtney Milan
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I had to outrun the person you all believed me to be.
Courtney Milan
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“The opposite of fear,” Bertrice said, “is a plan, and I have a plan. So no, I am not afraid.
Courtney Milan
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Anything is bearable if you can fight it, but if you must sit back and take it… That breaks you in a way I can’t explain.”
Courtney Milan
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Maybe that’s what I have been looking for. When storms and rockslides threaten, I am looking for someone who will hold on to me and not let go.
Courtney Milan
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She gave him the most astonishing vertigo. He should have hated it. But he didn’t - not one bit.
Courtney Milan
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I only said I would stop talking to you, he'd written. I never promised to stop loving you.
Courtney Milan
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I’m sure your prick is as massive as your head is thick.
Courtney Milan
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It turns out, Newton is correct: Objects at rest tend to remain at rest, and twelve-year-old-boys are even more resistant to motion than regular matter.
Courtney Milan
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“Ah, the rule that says that women aren’t allowed to be intelligent.” He brushed a kiss against her forehead. “Burn that one to the ground, Violet, and dance on the ashes. And damn anyone who tells you it’s selfish to do so.
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"Maybe that’s what I have been looking for. When storms and rockslides threaten, I am looking for someone who will hold on to me and not let go.” He was talking about friendship, but the way he looked at her… She would crackle like fire if he touched her.
Courtney Milan
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She looked like a woman talking about astronomical parallax, and that made her brilliantly beautiful.
Courtney Milan
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But to call it looking was like calling an eighteen-course feast a snack.
Courtney Milan
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You really shouldn’t blame men for everything.” “No, just the ninety-eight percent of society’s ills they’re responsible for.
Courtney Milan
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Miss Marshall spent her life daring those more powerful than her to swat her down. The hell of it was, her determination was some kind of contagion. He could feel it infecting him, making him believe. Making him tell himself lies like 'I could do some good' and 'I want her forever'.
Courtney Milan
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It reminded him of the cacophony of an orchestra as it tuned its instruments: dissonance, suddenly resolving into harmony. It was the rumble, not of thunder, but its low, rolling precursor, trembling on the horizon.
Courtney Milan
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God gave one sisters to teach one to love the inexplicable.
Courtney Milan
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M is for Me. I’m yours, even when you make mistakes.
Courtney Milan
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If eyes were windows to the soul, hers had been bricked up to avoid taxation.
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