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Whoever said that all’s well that ends well, well, he said it all.

If a man could not buy a present for his wife, what was the point of having money, or a wife?

Whoever said to err is human, to forgive divine, should have considered a compromise.

“Isn’t that just like a woman, to cry when she’s happy. I know it makes no sense, my boy, but get used to it. Women’s reasoning is as logical as a fish in a tree.”

Whoever said out of sight, out of mind, was absolutely correct. Galen was out of sight, and Margot was going out of her mind.

Children were supposed to run and laugh and play in the sunshine, not die unloved in some foul cubby, watched by a ham-fisted hireling. No one should die like that.

Permitting a female time to think was like giving a toad a road map.

Whoever was about to say marry in haste, repent at—never got the chance to finish.

He barricaded himself in the library, locking the door behind. Now he was alone with three good friends: brandy, Burgundy, and blue ruin. Galen fully intended to enjoy their company to the last drop. Better a bottle than a bitch for a bride.