Quotes from Georgette Heyer

If I must consort with rogues [...] I own I like them to be in the grand manner.

One minute he stood transfixed, the next he uttered a crushing oath, and took a hasty stride forward. Mr Ringwood, recovering from his own stupefaction, closed with him, just as George, flushing vividly, sprang to his feet. Sherry! Mr Ringwood said warningly. For God's sake, dear boy, remember where you are! You can't choke George to death here!

I am selfish, father? Because I will not become the thing I despise? And narrow, Philips, to despise what you do not know. I am to be a painted popinjay! I tell you, sir, Cleone may take me as I am! Or leave you as you are, said Sir Maurice gently.

She was up again at that. In love? You? Nonsense! Nonsense! Nonsense! You do not know what the word means. You are like a--like a fish, with no more love in you than a fish, and no more heart than a fish, and-- Spare me the rest, I beg. I am very clammy, I make no doubt, but you will at least accord me more brain than a fish?

Dash it, they've got no heads!' 'No, but you see, Freddy, they are so very old! They have been damaged.' explained Miss Charing. 'Damaged! I should rather think so! They haven't got any arms either! Well, if this don't beat the Dutch! And just look at this, Kit!' ' Birth of Athene from the brain of Zeus,' said Kitty, consulting the catalogue. 'Birth of Athene from what?

Unfortunately, you, Sir Tristram, knowing nothing of me, and being possessed of a tyrannical disposition – I beg your pardon?' 'I did not speak,' replied Sir Tristram, eyeing her frostily. Miss Thane met his look with one of limpid innocence. 'Oh, I quite thought you did!' 'I choked,' explained Sir Tristram. 'Pray continue! You had reached my tyrannical disposition.

What a leg. What an air. A most engaging smile.

But that's what he did, and if he has made up his mind to be idiotishly noble – Yes, it is going to be very difficult. I must think!

Alas, it is too true. I visited him this morning and found him en deshabille, clasping his brown. He seized on me and demanded a rhyme to some word which I have forgot. So I left him. Can no one convince Philippe that he is not a poet? asked De Bergeret plaintively. De Vangrisse shook his head.

You're Beau Wyndham! Well, I'll be damned!' 'The prospect,' said Sir Richard, bored, 'leaves me unmoved

That drew a laugh from Jessamy, but he said, after a moment: "You had better flay me. It was my fault—all my fault!" "I was wondering how long it would be before you contrived to convince yourself that you were to blame," said Alverstoke caustically. "I haven't the slightest wish to know how you arrived at such an addlebrained conclusion, so don't put yourself to the trouble of telling me!

I believe I have several times requested you not to call Rupert 'imbecile', infant. But Monseigheur, he is an imbecile! she protested. You know he is! Undoubtedly, ma fille, but I do not tell the whole world so. Then I do not know what I am to call him, said Leonie.

I'm beginning to wish you had to work for a living.

Positively you overwhelm me!' my lord said. 'You oppress me with kindness, sir

Well, I warn you, love, that if you cast me out I shall build me a willow cabin at your gates - and likely die of inflammation of the lungs, for November is *not the month for building willow cabins!

You know how comfortably you go on as a bachelor, and how very much you would dislike to be tied to a wife's apron-strings." He laughed a little ruefully, but denied it. "I shouldn't dislike being tied to your apron-strings.

Ferdy choked. It took a great deal of back-slapping to restore him, and when he was at last able to catch his breath again, his eyes were watering and his countenance was alarmingly flushed. 'Well, what the deuce!' exclaimed Sherry, eyeing him in surprise. 'Crumb' gasped Ferdy. 'Crumb? You weren't eating anything!' 'Must have been,' said Ferdy feebly.

In all of this she was only partially successful, for although Nurse knew that once Miss Venetia had made up her mind she was powerless to prevent her doing whatever she liked, and was obliged to admit some faint resemblance in Damerel to the Good Samaritan, she persisted in referring to him as The Ungodly, and in ascribing his charitable behaviour to some obscure but evil motive.

Let me tell you, sir, that if you wish to be accepted into Bath society you will do well to mend your manners!' retorted Abby. 'I've none to mend, and not the smallest wish to be accepted into Bath, or any other, society.

even if there is a ghost it cannot possibly be more disagreeable to live with than your grandfather

There is always a thought of marriage between a single female and a personable gentleman, if not in his mind, quite certainly in hers.

It might have been supposed that Freddy, whose intellect was not of the first order, would have found it impossible to grasp the gist of an extremely tangled and discursive story, but once more the possession of three volatile and excitable sisters stood him in good stead.

Sir Tristram was contemplating with grim misgiving the prospect of encountering vivacity at the breakfast-table for the rest of his life...

They dined early, and as soon as the meal was over Margaret went up to change into the frock she had worn on the previous evening. With a praiseworthy attention to detail she made her hair look tousled, and wiped all the powder off her face. As Charles remarked, in a newly engaged girl this deed almost amounted to heroism.