Quotes from Tasha Alexander

Quantity is a poor measure of the artistic merits of a collection,

Whoso neglects learning in his youth, loses the past and is dead for the future.

Lady Middleton, who owned a chair purported to have been in the queen's bedroom at Versailles, caused a scene when she sent it to her bank and insisted that it be stored in the vault.

Emily, I am confident, would not be able to resist telling her own tale on a snowy Christmas Eve, regardless of Colin's feelings on the subject. She would, however, wait until the boys were just a bit older before sharing it with them. Heaven knows what it might inspire Henry to do.

is out, as it always must come in the end, The delicious story is ripe to tell to the intimate friend;

I decided to let him have his delusion of always being right. Marriage requires many such moments.

He who submits to fate without complaint is wise.

An interesting theory. But she wasn't in Yorkshire.

And what is Reason to Love? Light up, quick!—And where is thy old study of philosophy?—Away with the long toil of wisdom; this one thing only I know, that Love took captive even the mind of Zeus.

Name it after that blind monk—what was his name?" "Dom Pérignon, who said drinking champagne is like tasting the stars.

Mr. Hargreaves was always exceedingly fond of the viscount's whiskey." "I had not realized, Davis. Thank you." My butler looked immensely pleased with himself.

he would not love her, not with the sort of passion to be found in the myths of old. Marriage was about duty and loyalty. Love was something else altogether.

Had you been born in a society that treated women as the equals of men, it would never occur to you that Miss Carter shouldn't lead a dig or that men would balk at her orders." "We have free will, but we are not free from original sin," Mr. Taylor said.

grunt, and Lady Elinor smiled, confident that branding me a scholar would be enough to keep the gentleman

Nor could it be used to purchase food after the English king, whose men had dragged ships across the land, laid thick chains across the river Seine, isolating the unlucky souls in Rouen.

Honeymoons go on for months and months. Besides, haven't you read Can You Forgive Her? Didn't Glencora keep Alice close to her for most of her wedding trip?

heartless wife who, instead of being grieved at the death of her husband, is rejoiced at it, should be taught that society will not respect her unless she pays to the memory of the man whose name she bears that "homage which vice pays to virtue," a commendable respect to the usages of society in the matter of mourning and of retirement from the world.

Once she entered the period of half-mourning, the widow would

I never faint, Fainting is a result of affectation or too-tight stays; I will succumb to neither.

More are a certainty. I'm in my element here. You can trust me to know when a man will be back in contact.

For my parents, who taught me to love books

curse Lady Emily Hargreaves and her life and mind and memory and liver and lungs mixed up together, and her words, thoughts and memory; thus may she be unable to speak what things are concealed, nor be able to communicate anything she finds. I bind her tongue,

views on Hector v. Achilles and cannot agree. Hector is what man can strive to become; Achilles

Who would not prefer the latter?