Sofia Zavoli

“Now," he said. "I want to hear about your day. Did you read any new books?"
"I've read all the books we have." She wrinkled her nose. "Armies aren't very good about carrying libraries with them. I can't imagine why. We'd fight so much less if everyone would just sit down and read."
Gifford's laugh rumbled through him, loud against her ear. "A question I often ask myself. Imagine how much money the realm would save if the rulers focused their finances on libraries, rather than wars."
"Not if I were allowed to shop for books."
"England would go bankrupt," he said gravely. "Thank God for wars."
She pushed him away, playful. "You can't switch sides like that."
The corner of his mouth quirked up. "It's too late. I've switched already, and since you've forbidden switching that quickly again, I'm stuck opposing you."
"Congratulations," she said. "You've just described our entire relationship.”
― Cynthia Hand, My Lady Jane

“We go downstairs and in the hall, he takes my coat from the cupboard and holds it open while I slip my arms into it. In the drive outside, he holds the car door for me and waits until I’m in. As he closes it behind me, I can’t help thinking it’s a shame he’s such a sadistic bastard, because he has wonderful manners.”
― B.A. Paris, Behind Closed Doors

“nosotros somos nuestro único obstáculo y nuestro único límite. El resto no debería importar si realmente deseas algo con todo tu ser.”
― Isabelle Bellmer, Bajo la tormenta

“I’m so hungry I could eat a horse. Oh. Sorry, G. Not you, of course.”
― Cynthia Hand, My Lady Jane