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Quotes from Connie Brockway

Nothing seduces vanity like the word "help".
~ Connie Brockway
He look embarrassed. "Twas nothing. Stupid nonsense. I was being heroic." (Kit) "I noticed." (Kate)
~ Connie Brockway
Toffs?" Jack kept his eyes averted from his
~ Connie Brockway
I fear I am once more in your debt, Mr. Owens," she said, her voice shaking just a bit. "Think nothing of it," Jim said, calmly replacing his pistol in its shoulder holster and leaning back on his bedroll. He no longer got rattled at having to shoot things, climb things, chase things, or dive into things to snatch her back from the precipices she seemed always to be leaning over. It was all in the day's work. "Please. Continue with what you were saying.
~ Connie Brockway
Marry me," he said, searching her eyes for some sign, some indication of how to proceed. Her gaze held his. His heart beat in his chest like a drum. "Why should I?" she asked, her voice hushed and oddly hopeful and terribly vulnerable. He swallowed, feeling lost and uncertain. "Well," he said, trying to sound reasonable, "I've got a few more horses now." She stared up at him, the blood draining from her face. Then she slugged him.
~ Connie Brockway
she had meant to woo him. In her own weird, unsettling way she had simply been courting him and he'd been too stupid to realize it.
~ Connie Brockway
You used to be such a sweet creature. So trusting." He tched gently. "Whatever happened to you?" "You.
~ Connie Brockway
And if no one asked for her hand, how then could Carr give it?
~ Connie Brockway
mealy-mouthed. My mother would fillet any man who made such a ridiculous statement." Both men glanced at Lily who, having seen Kathy's son restored to her, had regained her seat, and was listening quietly. She lifted her dark eyes to her daughter's. "Quite right, Jenny," she said serenely with a smile at her husband.
~ Connie Brockway
Once more she was her father's puppet. But it hadn't been a role of her choosing.
~ Connie Brockway
My attraction to her is doubtless based on my sudden immersion into the absolute foreign company of women, a chronological receptiveness, and certain chemicals in the body." He scowled. "And her eyes.
~ Connie Brockway
pride had allowed her to meet unbowed the news of MacFarlane's death and her renewed subjugation to Carr. Pride had kept her from giving up and yielding to her father's machinations.
~ Connie Brockway
Madam, I could teach lessons in hell on the subject of 'want.'
~ Connie Brockway
La mala hierba no muere tan fácilmente. Del odio al amor
~ Connie Brockway
She flinched, but there was no return of warmth to her lovely, cool features. The ground seemed to open beneath Thomas. A black abyss yawned at his feet and he was teetering, off balance with no handholds in sight. "Fia, please. You can't condemn me for misjudging you. You can't throw away what we have, what we are together, because I doubted
~ Connie Brockway
La mala hierba no muere tan fácilmente.
~ Connie Brockway
Las pequeñas batallas son solo un preludio para guerras amyores
~ Connie Brockway
War does not ask which of its victims deserves to die and which does not. It is indiscriminate. Innocent as well as guilty fall before it.
~ Connie Brockway
Este tipo de atracciones son tan poderosas como las incontrolables corrientes marinas
~ Connie Brockway
Lo que es estupido es esforzarse por lograr algo que nunca será nuestro.
~ Connie Brockway
A veces solo tenemos una oportunidad, solo tenemos un segundo para decidir el curso de nuestra vida.
~ Connie Brockway
I find sarcasm before noon sours the stomach.
~ Connie Brockway
El amor no es una recompensa, es una oportunidad. Una oportunidad de ser algo más. cuando un hombre o una mujer tienen esa oportunidad, deben aceptarla, sea cual sea el riesgo.
~ Connie Brockway
And just what sort of gentlemen do you imagine now will be paying me court? ... I see ... In other words, social climbers who will not care that I am desperate or old men as desperate as I ... I refuse to marry a mushroom for the manure from which he's sprung. Nor shall I marry an old man to be his broodmare.
~ Connie Brockway