Quotes from Sherry Thomas

The very beginning.

Leighton was used to letting women talk. Whether by temperament or by the requirement to be amiable, women talked, their speech the unguent that greased the gears of polite society.

As she left, he began playing something as soft and haunting as the last roses of summer. She recognized it in two bars: Liebesträume. He and Mrs. Rowland had played it together that first night of their acquaintance. Even Gigi, incompetent musician that she was, could pick out that melody on the piano with one hand. Dream of Love. All that she ever had with him.

As long as I live and breathe, I will be with you. And I will shield you.

Her name is Vera. The Lady Vera Drake. And I never said she died; I said we lost her." Utter silence. "Do you understand now, Mr. Somerset?" "My God, do you mean to tell me that—that—" "Yes," said the dowager duchess.

fifteen-year-old stepson, Christian, quite adored them—and his collection was growing at a problematic rate. Christian's

His misfortune is that he was born fun-loving into a tribe that doesn't understand fun.

Mrs. Watson pressed the heavy coin into Charlotte's palm and closed her fingers around it. "Remind yourself that you're far more likely to undercharge than overcharge, my dear, because you don't yet understand your own value and you've never been taught to demand your full worth." She smiled. "That's why I appointed myself the bursar of this operation, because I've had to learn both.

I love you. I love you. I love you," said his beloved, between kisses. "I cannot believe what you just did for me. I cannot believe you would give up everything so we could be together. And you gave my family back to me. Now I can be there when Tin gets married. Now I can finally meet my cousins' children.

I cannot believe you are who you are," he said, still flabbergasted. "I know she's admitted it and everything adds up. But I cannot believe it. I cannot believe I was right and your family really does go back to the Battle of Hastings." "Wrong." She was laughing and crying at once. "And I'm shocked that you don't know better—we are older than that; we were already earls under Edward the Confessor.

I'm surprised when people are not me. I'm shocked when they are not them.

But don't forget, sir"—she reached through the bars and took hold of his hands, her own hands steady, her gaze clear and calm—"that I am a queen upon this board—and I do not play to lose.

He smiled at her. And it hit her like a mallet to the temple, the realization that she was in love with him. Stupidly, dreadfully in love with him.Overnight, she'd become a fool.