Courtney Milan Quotes
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“You matter," she whispered to him. "You are important. And you are the single most magnificent man I have ever had the honor of meeting.
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took Amanda’s hand. “Sisters,” she repeated. “I walked away from you years ago. I’ll be damned if I let you stand alone today.
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It’s called basic human decency, and I deserve no credit for doing what every man should.
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Would I take a conventional wife, when I could have an extraordinary one?
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He snorted. “Are you lying to me, Miss Marshall?” “Of course I am.” She smiled at him. “I thought it would put you at ease.
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"Family isn’t a matter of history. Or biology,” he said softly. “It’s a matter of choice.”
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The Bible got it wrong when it intimated that the valley contained the shadow of death. Death dwells in the high places.
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One could push a pack of truths together to make one despicable falsehood.
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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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“Violet,” he said. “How could I say I loved you and expect you to do something you didn’t want?
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If it must be done, it's best done bravely.
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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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“I am small,” she said, “but mighty.
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All soldiers dreamed of armistice, after all.
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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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The road to hell was surely paved with cacao.
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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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Then I’ll have to succeed three times as hard as they want me to fail. You, of all people, should understand that.
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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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Truths designed to mislead are just as bad as lies.
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“Let me take you home,” he said. “I can make my own way.” “I know. Let me take you anyway.”
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“Oh, dear.” Free looked down, fluttering her eyelashes demurely. “Is my punctuation showing once more?
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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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The vicar gave him permission and he kissed her - not hard, for lust, nor long, for love, but a light brush of his lips for the brief space of time that she would stay in his life.