Quotes from Julia Quinn

Le han dicho alguna vez que es un poco testaruda? —Constantemente. Es mi único defecto. Escuchó cómo Phillip se reía. —¿El único? —El único que vale la pena comentar.

Hombres. El día que aprendieran a aceptar un error, se convertirían en mujeres.

Love isn't about being afraid that it will all be snatched away. Love's about finding the one person who makes your heart complete, who makes you a better person than you ever dreamed you could be. It's about looking in the eyes of your wife and knowing, all the way to your bones, that she's simply the best person you've ever known.

I like Lord Hugh very much. It's true that he can be a little eccentric, but he's terribly clever. And he's a very good shot." All eyes swung back to Frances. "He shot Cousin Daniel in the shoulder," Sarah reminded her. "He's a very good shot when he's sober," Frances clarified. "Daniel said so.

But as they settled into their seats in the inn's busy dining room, he looked at her across the table and it wasn't her beauty he saw. It was her heart. And her soul. And he had a sinking feeling that his life was never going to be the same.

É fácil dizer que não nos importamos com a opinião dos outros quando elas nos são sempre favoráveis

It's good that you can be horrid when necessary. It's a useful skill.

His memory of her never quite lived up to the enchanting reality of her face.

Las mujeres", explicó con paciencia, "se dedican desde los dieciocho a los veintiún años a afinar sus habilidades sociales. Y cuando piensan que están listas, salen al mundo, asisten a unos bailes, pestañean con coquetería y sonríen seductoramente, y atrapan a un marido. Cuanto más encumbrado sea el título y más dinero tenga, mejor. Y la mitad del tiempo, el pobre desgraciado, ni siquiera sabe cómo ha sucedido.

You did not go over the wall," he said. She smiled. "No, George. I did not go over the wall.

What if you were to get lost," he pointed out. Oh, that was the final straw. She whirled around. "However could that happen, my lord?" She notched her chin up a bit. "We're standing on an island. Eventually I would come to an edge.

Her dreams had been just that—dreams. Wishful illusions, all of her own making. If he wasn't what she'd expected, that was her fault. She'd been expecting something that didn't even exist. And she should have known better.

Iris is not pleasant to live with when she is in ill humor and Daisy is not pleasant to live with when she is in good humor.

It was hard to be loved by someone decent and good when you didn't return the emotion.

Love grows and changes every day. And it isn't like some thunderbolt from the sky, instantly transforming you into a different man. I know Benedict says it was that way for him, and that's just lovely, but you know, Benedict is not normal." Colin very much wanted to take that bait, but he just couldn't summon the energy.

if you are the soul of kindness and amiability, then the world must be a very dangerous place.

She simply wasn't the sort of girl who attracted a man like him, and she feared that she never would be.

he poured himself a glass of whiskey. And another. And another. Not enough to get stinking drunk, just enough to make him overly contemplative.

the female mind was a strange and incomprehensible organ—one which no man should even attempt to understand. There wasn't a woman alive who could go from point A to B without stopping at C, D, X, and 12 along the way. "Penelope

Las mujeres eran criaturas misteriosas. Si pudieran aprender a decir lo que realmente querían decir, el mundo sería de lejos un lugar más sencillo.

Las palabras nunca se me han dado demasiado bien. Pero todo empezó con una nota, ¿verdad? Así que si empezó con palabras, debería continuar con ellas. Sin embargo, no tengo palabras para darte las gracias por todo lo que has hecho por mí, de manera que utilizaré las únicas que sé y de la única manera que conozco. Te quiero". - Phillip Crane

Men, she thought with disgust, were interested only in those women who terrified them.

Then I hope you won't take offense when I say that proper young ladies really don't go about punching unsavory characters in the nose in London." "Oh, Aunt Caroline, proper young ladies really don't do that sort of thing in Boston, either.

Any chance you might be capable of refraining from profanity in the company of ladies?" This, from Daphne's husband, Simon, the Duke of Hastings. "She's no lady," Anthony grumbled. "She's my sister." "She's my wife." Anthony smirked. "She was my sister first.