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It suddenly made sense. Only twice in his life had he felt this inexplicable, almost mystical attraction to a woman. He’d thought it remarkable, to have found two, when in his heart he’d always believed there was only one perfect woman out there for him.

His heart had been right. There was only one.

Colin decided then and there that the female mind was a strange and incomprehensible organ - one which no man should even attempt to understand. There wasn't a woman alive who could go from point A to B without stopping at C, D, X, and 12 along the way.

Anthony looked down at his evil clutches - hands, he reminded himself, hands - and grinned anew.

And if you say that's because you lot barged into her home like a herd of mentally deficient sheep, I'm disowning all three of you.

You always get more respect when you don't have a happy ending.

I can't imagine a romance novel published today where the hero rapes the heroine and she falls in love with him.

It's only through sheer force and luck that she's yet to take over the world.

Love's about finding the one person who makes your heart complete. Who makes you a better person than you ever dreamed you could be. Its about looking in the eyes of your wife and knowing all the way to your bones that she's simply the best person you've ever known.

I love you with everything I am, everything I've been, and everything I hope to be. I love you with my past, and I love you for my future. I love you for the children we'll have and for the years we'll have together. I love you for every one of my smiles and even more, for every one of your smiles.

Suddenly it was too hard to be in his presence, too painful to know that he would belong to someone else.

She had been born for this man, and she had spent so many years trying to accept the fact that he had been born for someone else...

You have to live each hour as if it's your last and each day as if you were immortal. - Kate Sheffield

She'd met Colin on a Monday.
She'd kissed him on a Friday.
Twelve years later.
She sighed. It seemed fairly pathetic.

Sometimes Hen...I think I would give my life just for one of your smiles.

And, she was able to tell herself with some satisfaction, the man in question - one Colin Bridgerton - felt precisely the same way....
....His earth shook, his heart leaped, and Penelope knew without a doubt that his breath was taken away as well. For a good ten seconds.

Falling off a horse tended to do that to a man.

Blake took a small roll from the tray on the table, then put it back in favor of a larger one. And maybe a little butter. It certainly couldn't hurt. And jam...no, he drew the line at jam. She was a spy, after all.

This has to be the most self-centered thing I've ever said, but no, I think you just wanted to vex me.

He loved her.
He wanted her.
He needed her.
And he needed her now.

Don’t tell me your name. It’s likely to awaken my conscience, and that’s the last thing we want.

He smacked the heel of his hand against his forhead, as if that could knock the mental picture out of his head. Hell, he though irritably, he didn't want to knock the image just out of his head. He wanted to send it clear across the room and out the window.

Michael nodded tersely, eyeing a table across the room. It was empty. So empty. So joyfully, blessedly empty.
He could picture himself a very happy man at that table.
"Not feeling very conversational this evening, are we?" Colin asked, breaking into his (admittedly tame) fantasies.

It was heaven. Forget angels, forget St. Peter and glittering harpsichords. Heaven was a dance in the arms of one's true love.

If he was planning to attack and ravish, he gave no indication of being in a hurry to do so.

I don't know whether to toss you through that window or shake your hand and say 'Well done'" Henry said in a tired voice.

You are always looking at people like this.” And then she made a face, one he couldn’t possibly begin to describe.
“If I ever look like that,” he said dryly, “precisely like that, to be more precise, I give you leave to shoot me.

No one said we had to spend every waking moment together," he said, "but at the end of the day"-he leaned and kissed each of her eyebrows, in turn-"an most of the time during, there is no one I would rather see, no one whose voice I would rather hear, and no one whose mind I would rather explore.

the unexpected moment [is] always sweeter.

You don't have to kiss a lot of frogs to recognize a prince when you find one."

-Henrietta Barrett, (Minx, Splendid Trilogy book #3)

It was juvenile, he knew, this need to assign blame, but everyone had a right to childish emotions from time to time, didn't they?

He’d mesmerized her, held her soul captive. And she couldn’t move.
“Unless you want more than a dream,” he said.
She did.
“Will you stay?” he whispered. “Or will you go?”
She stayed. Heaven help her, she stayed.
And Michael showed her just how romantic a library could be.

Caroline stamped her foot in frustration, but when it landed, it landed on something considerably
less flat than the floor.
"Owww!" he yelled.
Oh! His foot!Sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry , she mouthed.I didn't mean it.
"If you think I can understand that," he growled, "you're crazier than I'd originally thought.

Caroline, do you value your neck?"
"Yes, I'm rather fond of it. Why?"
"Because if you don't shut up, I'm going to wring it.

I can imagine no greater bliss than to lie about, reading novels all day.

No one knows as well as I how much nonsense is printed in books.

I’m not certain you’d know the right sort of man for you if he arrived on our doorstep riding an elephant.”
“I would think the elephant would be a fairly good indication that I ought to look elsewhere.

This is why I didn’t get married last year,” she said to him. “I wouldn’t be here to nurse you.” She thought about that for a moment. “Of course, one could make the argument that you wouldn’t be in this situation if not for me. But we’re not going to dwell upon that.

The gentleman had been an uncommonly affable fellow, but every time he counted to twenty (and he seemed to do so with strange frequency), he skipped the number twelve.

My mother is convinced that yellow is a happy color and that a happy girl would get a husband.

-Penelope Featherington

All of this presupposes that I have set my sights on a single male.'

Susan's eyes bugged out. 'You certainly cannot set your signs on a married man!'

'I meant a particular man,' Elizabeth retorted, swatting her sister on the shoulder.

Watch over Honoria, will you? See she doesn't marry an idiot. (Daniel Smythe-Smith)

Most people would have probably lost count around seven. This was, Harry knew
from his extensive reading on logic and arithmetic, the largest number that most people
could visually appreciate. Put seven dots on a page, and most people can take a quick
glance and declare, “Seven.” Switch to eight, and the majority of humanity was lost.

Music was not so very different from mathematics. It was all just patterns and sequences. The only difference was that they hung in the air instead of on a piece of paper. Dancing was a grand equation. One side was sound, the other movement. The dancer's job was to make them equal.

It's the curse of motherhood. You're required to love us even when we vex you.

Tiene miedo. Es mucho mas fácil cerrarse a las personas que amarlas. Si uno se rodea el corazón con un sólido muro, nadie puede acercarse lo bastante para romperlo. ¿No le parece?

Did you know I have always suspected that men were idiots," Daphne ground out, "but I was never positive until today.

Any man, you'll soon learn, has an insurmountable need to blame someone else when he is made to look a fool.

James - "Are you paying attention or just trying to make me look like an idoit?"
Elizabeth - "Oh, I'm definately paying attention. If you look like an idiot it has nothing to do with me.

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