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It was like coming home to a place that he held dear and finding that the wood had burnt to the ground and the house was in ruins.
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My entire notion of friendship altered when I depended on someone for more than just the pleasant passing of time.
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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.
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THERE WERE THREE SKILLS that Miss Emily Fairfield had found necessary in her current position in life: lying, smuggling, and - most important of all - scaling walls. It was the last she’d put to use at the moment.
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His uncle had provided Adrian with some incredibly valuable lessons in how English society functioned. One of those lessons was that being married to the wrong person was worse than being dead.
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Oh, thank God. It wasn’t the penis talk.
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His Grace explained his choice of bride as follows: “Why would I take a conventional wife, when I could have an extraordinary one?
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I want solutions, not excuses. Whine to your shrink.
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I’ve a goodly share of faults. I rush in, where I should tread carefully. I speak, where I should listen. But when I hear them sing, I don’t just hear a hymn. They’re singing to God because they haven’t found anyone else who will listen.
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He couldn't bring himself to look directly at her. Her gown was the color of daylight just before sunset; if he looked at her too long, he feared he might be left blind once she was gone.
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Sebastian will never fight wars, but it's because of people like him that the rest of us don't have to fight as many of them. He makes everyone around him more than what they are.
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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.
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When someone falls,” Mark said, “you don’t throw her back down in the dirt. You offer her a hand up. It’s the Christian thing to do.
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He held her for a minute, then two, then three, simply holding her and committing to memory what he could not have in life.
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I fear that one day I will no longer understand desperation, and with that, I will slowly stop listening to what others have to say.
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One could push a pack of truths together to make one despicable falsehood.
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People always claimed to want such things when they faced the harsh light of judgment. With the prospect of punishment looming over their heads, they would promise anything.
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Why would I take a conventional wife, when I could have an extraordinary one?
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'We're all self-serving.' Camilla shrugged. 'It's just a matter of what we do to others in service of ourselves.
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She made her shoulder blades into steel, willing them to stay rigid against his onslaught. She was a thing of gears and metal, strong like clockwork, and she wouldn’t melt down into tears.
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It had been so long since anyone had made her feel fluttery. It felt like winter sunshine – something to be savored because it surely wouldn’t last.
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She had taken London by storm - which was to say, as with any good storm, some people stayed indoors when they saw her coming.
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He’d fallen a little bit in love with her the moment she’d said his name as if it had value.
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“Oh, dear.” Free looked down, fluttering her eyelashes demurely. “Is my punctuation showing once more?
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