Courtney Milan Quotes
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I’ll tell you my truth, if you’ll tell me yours.
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He’d never treated her like a lady. He’d treated her like an equal instead, and that had seemed far more precious.
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It was hardly the first time she had confused him. He knew just enough to understand that he didn’t understand her.
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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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Happiness is not just an act of optimism - it is an act of defiance.
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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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Then the car door opens and the driver gets out. He’s tall and thin with sandy-blond hair.
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But none of that matters. When I see you, I remember that you made me want to drown rather than be myself.
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You can call me your friend if you like, but I think of you when I stroke myself. When last I checked, that points to feelings that are decidedly more than friendly.
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I think we may have started this conversation off on the wrong foot," Robert said finally. In fact, if the conversation had been animate, the merciful thing to do would have been to take it out behind the barn and shoot it.
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I believe that women are human beings. That belief is not diametrically opposed to thinking that men are human beings, and that if one human being has the opportunity to be kind to another, she should do so.
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"Does anyone ever get the best of you?” “Yes,” she returned, “but only when I choose to give it to them."
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Oh, thank God. It wasn't the pens talk.
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Would I take a conventional wife, when I could have an extraordinary one?
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In droves, filling the doorway
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“A ninnyhammer,” Jane said, “sounds like a magic hammer. One that I can use to smite ninnies. I have a great need for one of those.
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A lady always avoids the truth, when it happens to be gauche.
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The road to hell was surely paved with cacao.
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A life without risk is one where I tell myself I'm not worthy of taking a chance.
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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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Kate had dressed for battle, donning her finest pink muslin morning dress. With lace at her wrists and mother-of-pearl buttons at her throat, instead of that itchy servant's cloak, she felt capable of matching wits with anyone.
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It was not lust itself he felt, but the premonition of desire, as if the wind that whipped around his cravat were whispering in his ears. /Her. Choose her.
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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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No man is broken because bad things happen to him. He’s broken because he doesn’t keep going after those things happen.