Quotes from Julia Quinn

Click. The door swung open. "Three," James said with a slightly self-satisfied smile. "Well done," Caroline said. He smiled back at her. "I've never met a woman or a lock that didn't love me.

If one didn't have love, was it better, then, to be alone?

This thing between them, this bond—it wasn't just passion, and it wasn't wicked. It was love, and it was divine.

Love was the best present of all.

Love was truly a spectacular, sacred thing. Anthony knew that. He'd seen it every day of his childhood, every time his parents had shared a glance or touched hands. But love was the enemy of the dying man. It was the only thing that could make the rest of his years intolerable - to taste bliss and know that it would all be snatched away.

Her eyes glistened as they met his. In the dim light of the night, they looked a dark, dark gray, and achingly sad. He could imagine the entire world there, in the depths of her gaze. Everything he needed to know, everything he might ever need to know—it was there, within her.

There was the sound of his feet on the pavement, and smell of roasting nuts, and the vague heft of soot in the air, all combining to make something that was uniquely London.

a vital component of charity and grace is the ability not to draw attention to one's possession of them.

Ah, Valentine's Day. This Author personally detests the holiday. A girl must take the measure of her worth by the number of cards and bouquets she receives, and a young man is forced to spew poetry as if anyone actually spoke in rhyme. It's a wonder the holiday hasn't been

Good heavens, did every woman have this much trouble breathing when standing so close to a handsome man? "Ah, yes.

It's your musicale." "And I'll sulk if I want to," she

How marvelous it is to know another person so completely

Hayat bir anda nas?l da tepetaklak olabiliyordu.Bir dakika her ?ey yolunda iken hemen sonra ikinci dakikada...kolayca mahvoluyordu.

No, no necesitaba a alguien perfecto. Sólo necesitaba a alguien perfecto para ella.

The birth of Simon Arthur Henry Fitzranulph Basset, Earl Clyvedon, was met with great celebration.

more than most of the young bucks at university, but Simon's somewhat aloof demeanor somehow fed the persona.

Forse era quella la definizione di amore. Quando volevi una persona, ne avevi bisogno, l'adoravi, anche nei momenti di collera, quando saresti stato disposto a legarla al letto per impedirle di uscire a combinare altri guai.

I'm quaking in my boots," he deadpanned.

Unrequited love, she was discovering, was much worse when one actually saw the object of one's desire.

Can't I be purple?" Lady Alexandra asked. Billie looked at her as if she'd asked to have the Magna Carta revised.

melodramatic.

she sighed. It was a lovely sound, strangely comforting, soft, and wise. And it made him want to look at her more closely, to see into her mind, to hear the rhythms of her soul.

They're not as smart as we are, they're not as intuitive as we are, and they certainly don't need to know about fifty percent of what we do." She looked around. "He didn't hear that, did he?

And she did. But that, dear reader, is another story . . .