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What, after all, was the proper garment for hunting down one's husband at a high-priced bawdy house?
“I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.”
― Blue-Eyed Devil
― Blue-Eyed Devil
“How many of us have gazed at a man and thought, ‘yes, him,’ only to have him pay his attentions to someone else? And how many of us have sighed and waited for some other gentleman to come forward? All I wish to ask is, why? Why not strike up a conversation? Why not determine for ourselves whether ‘he’ is the one? Why leave it to fate?”
A LADY’S GUIDE TO PROPER BEHAVIOR, 2ND EDITION”
― A Lady's Guide to Improper Behavior
A LADY’S GUIDE TO PROPER BEHAVIOR, 2ND EDITION”
― A Lady's Guide to Improper Behavior
“Love is a word we use for the desire to fornicate so that we seem more refined than farm animals." ~Lucian Balfour”
― Reforming a Rake
― Reforming a Rake
“Mama, Mama, help me get home
I'm out in the woods, I am out on my own.
I found me a werewolf, a nasty old mutt
It showed me its teeth and went straight for my gut.
Mama, Mama, help me get home
I'm out in the woods, I am out on my own.
I was stopped by a vampire, a rotting old wreck
It showed me its teeth and went straight for my neck.
Mama, Mama, put me to bed
I won't make it home, I'm already half-dead.
I met an Invalid, and fell for his art
He showed me his smile, and went straight for my heart.
-From "A Child's Walk Home," Nursery Rhymes and Folk Tales”
― Delirium
I'm out in the woods, I am out on my own.
I found me a werewolf, a nasty old mutt
It showed me its teeth and went straight for my gut.
Mama, Mama, help me get home
I'm out in the woods, I am out on my own.
I was stopped by a vampire, a rotting old wreck
It showed me its teeth and went straight for my neck.
Mama, Mama, put me to bed
I won't make it home, I'm already half-dead.
I met an Invalid, and fell for his art
He showed me his smile, and went straight for my heart.
-From "A Child's Walk Home," Nursery Rhymes and Folk Tales”
― Delirium
“Don’t cry,nyonda,” he murmured.
Phillipa took a deep breath. “What does that mean, anyway? Nyonda?”
His green gaze held hers. “It’s Swahili. It means ‘beloved.’” A small smile touched his mouth, and he brushed her cheek again. “You do know I love you, Phillipa. To an alarming degree.”
― The Care and Taming of a Rogue
Phillipa took a deep breath. “What does that mean, anyway? Nyonda?”
His green gaze held hers. “It’s Swahili. It means ‘beloved.’” A small smile touched his mouth, and he brushed her cheek again. “You do know I love you, Phillipa. To an alarming degree.”
― The Care and Taming of a Rogue
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