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He laughed, and the round, brandy-rich tones rolled over me like velvet blankets, sending an electric jolt of lust down my spine.

there is a war on and one must not grumble: quoting Sybil Harry in 1914

Love at first sight, she wrote giddily to Millie. But of course such feelings weren't 'true' love (that was what she would feel for a child one day), merely the false grandeur of madness.

Truth is truth to the end of reckoning . What was that from? Measure for Measure ? But perhaps, truth was asleep until the end of reckoning. There was going to be an awful lot of reckoning when the time came.

Gloria regretted that she wasn't a knitter, she could be producing a useful garment while waiting for Graham to die.

There were doorways between this world and the next, she said, but only certain people could pass through them.

Don't let your imagination run away with you, Miss Armstrong. But why would you not when the reality was so awful? And that was that. Juliet's war.

Chevaunne. C-h-e-v-a-u-n-n-e, I have to spell it every time, it's a fucking pain. It's Irish." At least the girl could spell, even if it was only her own misspelled name. Kelly Cross was so thick she couldn't even spell "Siobhan

False shame accompanies a man that is poor, shame that either harms a man greatly or profits him; shame is with poverty, but confidence with wealth.

I look upon paradoxes as the impotent efforts of men who, not having capacity to draw attention and celebrity from good sense, fly to eccentricities to make themselves noted.

Some men were handsome. Some were powerful. Curran was...dangerous.

It is singular how impatient men are with overpraise of others, how patient of overpraise of themselves; and yet the one does them no injury, while the other may be their ruin.

Oh, this absolute loneliness and the game - loving to play the game, loving to go and tell stories to men that certainly weren't true, just for the sport of it, just to see how they would react.

Astronomy would not provide me with bread if men did not entertain hopes of reading the future in the heavens.

We must not then depend alone upon the love of liberty in the soul of man for its preservation.

In Genesis, it says that it is not good for a man to be alone; but sometimes it is a great relief.

I went over to the Charlestown Navy Yard yesterday and saw some big men of war, one over 100 guns.

Untruth being unacceptable to the mind of man, there is no other defence left for absurdity but obscurity.

I have a confession: I'm not a man of simplicity. I spent my entire early career making complex stuff. Lots of complex stuff.

Greatness is not a teachable nor gainable thing, but the expression of the mind of a God-made great man.

A writer is a man like any other: he dreams. And my dream was to be able to say of this book, when I finished: 'This is a book about Alentejo.'

Tis strange,-but true; for truth is always strange; Stranger than fiction: if it could be told, How much would novels gain by the exchange! How differently the world would men behold!

Sighing that Nature formed but one such man, and broke the die.

I did a movie 'I Love You, Man' and it got great reviews; it was very enjoyable.