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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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One could push a pack of truths together to make one despicable falsehood.
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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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Happiness is not just an act of optimism - it is an act of defiance.
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Oh, thank God. It wasn’t the penis talk.
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This feeling, this tentative flutter in her belly - this was hers. This was sunlight on her face. It was the warmth she'd dreamed of. It was a curl of honest attraction, the first she'd experienced in years.
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If it must be done, it's best done bravely.
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Don't feel sorry for me. Most people can't change their past. I change mine every day.
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This is why people are so hard to understand. I cannot even estimate their gravitational pull.
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I’ll tell you my truth, if you’ll tell me yours.
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Then the car door opens and the driver gets out. He’s tall and thin with sandy-blond hair.
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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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“But we’re not trying to empty the Thames,” she told him. “Look at what we’re doing with the water we remove. It doesn’t go to waste. We’re using it to water our gardens, sprout by sprout. We’re growing bluebells and clovers where once there was a desert. All you see is the river, but I care about the roses.
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Minnie, I want to abolish the peerage. I write radical pamphlets in secret. I am not going to shriek, 'Oh, no! A scandal!' and run away.
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You could make me say it again," he whispered. "Make me say it always. Make me say it so often that you never have cause to doubt. I love you.
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A man must claim responsibility for his own temptation, and not pin it on the woman who arouses him. It’s a gown, Sir Mark. Not even one of my more daring ones.
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The beautiful thing about marriage is the right it gives me to monogamy. One man intent on dictating my whereabouts is enough, wouldn’t you think?
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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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A lady always avoids the truth, when it happens to be gauche.
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Some people, when they’re hurt… they remember the challenge. They grab hold of the fire once, and when they’re burned, they make plans, trying to figure out how to hold live coals. That’s your mother. But some of us remember the pain.
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Oh, yes. In my future, a man will control all my possessions if I marry him, I shan’t be allowed to vote, and I won’t be given the opportunity to earn a living by any means except on my back - but by all means, the most dire threat I face is freckles.
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I spent my day as I normally spend my days: threatening suppliers, bullying those who are not in line with my expectations, and generally creating havoc in the lives of others. The square across the street is empty of all but the pigeons. I find myself resenting them.
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Is it a thorny question of ethics? Or is it the sort of ethical question where the right choice is easy, but the unethical answer is too tempting?
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Robert believed in restraint. He made it a point not to emulate his father. He refused to be the kind of man who took a woman just because he fancied her. But, damn it, sometimes he wished he were. He wished he were with every part of his being.
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