Quotes from Elizabeth Boyle

Tremont, Lord John B. 1772. Third son of the 8th Duke of Parkerton. (See also, James Tremont, 9th Duke of Parkerton, Tremont Lord Michael.) Current residence: Thistleton Park. Miranda

As a respectable lady with excellent manners and now a good inheritance (if Sarah Browne's maid is to be believed), Miss Porter would be the perfect bride for a former rake of limited means like Lord John.

Oh, he might still be half-seas over, but he wasn't so bosky that he couldn't discern a feminine shape that begged to be explored- though she was obviously doing her best to hide it beneath the plain gown she wore. She might even be a proper bit, if it weren't for the path of ruined crockery in her wake. That spoke of an impulsive and passionate nature. A dangerous mix in a pretty miss that begged to be unleashed in a different way. Say, in a man's bed.

Why not keep her for a bit?" Of course Jack would suggest such a thing. The man who never thought of consequences. Keep Emmaline? Impossible.

a heart that is not shared with others, beloved by another, only withers and dies.

Come along," Miranda said, starting back down the path. Pippin ambled alongside her. "I can see why you wouldn't want to marry Lord John. His house is dreadful." Tally concurred. "Such a dreary place." "Yes, but with the right hand and management, it could be quite respectable," Felicity said. Miranda's gaze rolled skyward. The girl was utterly incorrigible.

without the stars there to remind us, whatever would we reach for?" Her

I am the master of this house! Let me in! he wanted to bellow, but he doubted anyone was going to listen. This, he decided, was what came of marriage. Well

She wished him at her side this very moment. If only to turn it all to rights by doing his very best to turn it all to ruin.

I have a title and a legacy to consider," Alex said. "I can't just choose any bride I want." "Why the devil not?" Jack argued. "I would think that a title and fortune such as yours would buy a fellow a measure of eccentricity now and then. Marry the chit and spend the rest of your life grinning at all the naysayers." Alex

Both Pierson and Roselie gaped at her very proper response- for here they were making a very improper retreat out of Alack's, down the steps and nearly to the carriage-clogged street outside and Miss Tempest sounded like the finest graduate of a Bath school. I might be cowhanded, my lord, she told him pertly, but I am not rag-mannered. I like her, Roselie told her brother.I don't think you are alone in that regard, Tuck muttered, though no one was paying him much heed.

A 'few chits'? Good God, man, I've never faced such odds," the captain admitted. "The French have the decency to shoot at you." Lord

Never hide your light, for how else is a man to notice you? Your spark, your fire, is your most cherished possession.

Men make this great pretense of not wanting to be caught, but in the end they usually beg for a lady's hand.

Sometimes there is naught you can do for a man, save stand quietly beside him and believe. (Advice to Felicity Langley from her Nanny Rana)

Hollindrake once wrote to me that the men who fight for a cause, a noble one, have more honor than any mere gentleman. – Felicity Langley (heroine)

Lord John, do stop gaping. A woman can possess a mind. If men gave more countenance to what ladies thought, the world would be a much more prosperous place.

That did it. With his masculine pride completely trampled beneath her sturdy and practical heel, Jack made a vow. The moment this ends, I am going straight up to London to cut a swath through Society that will ensure my place in history alongside Casanova and every other great rake. There won't be a woman's heart safe from my charms.

She liked to scatter hope," Minerva said, taking his offering. "Pardon?" "Snowdrops. They represent hope. The first flowers in the spring. Hope for a new beginning." She took a sniff of the delicate blossoms and then shyly glanced over at him. "Perhaps you were meant to be here today. To find your hope.

Your eyes are the shade of intelligence, able to pierce a man's heart with merely a glance. As they have done so to mine.

Mr. St. Maur will help me make a most excellent match. Perhaps you should retain him as well." Minerva shook her head at the pair of them. "A man will have to fall out of the sky and into my bedroom before I marry him.

He snuggled her up against his chest, let his warmth surround her. "This is my favorite time of day. Just before the sun starts to rise. Before there is any hint of daylight. The stars always seem their brightest now, as if they know they only have another hour or so of life. For in that time they'll all be gone from sight, lost to the sun, and hidden away until night claims the world anew. So they shine their brightest while the world still sleeps.

Friends are the balm that soothes the heart. – Nanny Tasha (former nanny to Felicity and Tally Langley)

There are things a man can't undo, that a man can't disavow. But time has a way of making one see what is important, what is necessary and how change isn't always the bitter potion it is made out to be. – previous Duke of Hollindrake (grandfather to Thatcher, the tenth Duke of Hollindrake {hero})