Quotes from Mary Balogh

But it seemed to Abigail that this man was unknowable and deliberately so. He was totally self-contained. Trying to know him was a bit like trying to know granite.

Tenemos la costumbre, me parece, de creer que el amor es una de las emociones humanas más débiles. Pero no es débil en absoluto. Tal vez es la fuerza que discurre por todo y lo une todo. Simplemente amor.

She had thought that the sun would never shine for her again, that nothing would ever happen again to give her the energy to live.

They strolled toward the causeway, and he took her hand, lacing his fingers with hers. 'I am quite capable of moving of my own volition, I thank you,' Diana said, staring straight ahead. He looked down at her in feigned astonishment. 'I am quite sure you are,' he said. 'I would have swung you up into my arms if I had thought you were not.' He retained his hold of her hand.

It] had given him a powerful awareness of the fact that she had lived the past ten years, just as he had.

My life came to an end the day I left you. I have lived in hell since then. Were those the feelings of a man who did not know what deep emotion was?

I believe, he said gently, we all have a perfect right to make ourselves unhappy if that is what we freely choose. But I am not sure we have the right to allow our own unhappiness to cause someone else's. The trouble with life sometimes is that we are all in it together.

La historia antigua es algo terrible cuando es la propia, ¿verdad? No se puede cambiar. Ninguno de nosotros puede retroceder para hacer las cosas de otra manera. Sólo podemos avanzar y esperar que el pasado por lo menos nos haya enseñado algo de sabiduría para llevar con nosotros.

Either way, he was always staring into a bottomless pit, or into a whirlpool that forever sucked him inexorably inward to its vortex.

What woman below the age of thirty could look at Jack and not fall in love with him? He is almost criminally handsome and quite irresistibly roguish. What a combination. It should not be allowed.

And there was his love for Allie to be hidden from everyone and everything but his own heart.

I fully intend to cherish any lady I marry, to cultivate a friendship with her, to grow fond of her, to protect and defend her, to give her my time and attention whenever I am able, to remain faithful to the vows I make to her. Is that not what love is?

Guilt can eat away at you and destroy the future as well as the past.

what it was like to feel all alone in the world and had been willing to share with a near stranger what must have seemed like her shame at the time. "Of course," Lady Overfield continued when Wren said nothing, "I do not live at Brambledean

When something that needs to be done is impossible to do," Estelle said, "I have always found that the only possible course of action is to do it anyway.

This was surely the worst summer of her life. She was very thankful that it was almost at an end.

He did not have to do anything here. He could just be. Perhaps that was the best and most enduring of lessons one could learn from life.

I find myself decidedly breathless when I am so close to you.

He had loved her as she had loved him. A foolish youthful emotion that was as insubstantial as a dream—and that left enough pain in its wake to cripple one for a lifetime.

How could she expect ever to find a man who would want to marry her just because she was? It was absurd. And she would have to return the compliment, would she not? She could not expect any man to love her that deeply if she did not also understand that he simply was, and that his wasness or isness made him forever the love of her heart. The love of her life.

And some people have the gift of speaking the truth and convincing their listeners that it is a lie.

He is enjoying the situation . . . I can tell. I know his type. Too handsome for his own good. Thinks that he is the answer to every woman's prayer. Thinks he has only to crook a finger to make a woman come running. Thinks he can make me flush and simper and flutter my eyelashes merely by raising that eyebrow. There should be a law that gentlemen can raise only both eyebrows together or none at all. There really should.

She held out her right hand to him. He took it in his, held it in a firm clasp for a moment, and then raised it to his lips. If he tried to say anything more, he thought, smiling at her, he would surely disgrace himself by weeping.

He is a very handsome gent, Bridget conceded. That should not be allowed either, Diana said. Gentlemen who are that handsome should not be allowed to run around free doing all sorts of damage to female hearts.