Quotes About Isabel

Isabel! ¿Para quién bailas? ¡Pareces una loca!

Let me get you all some punch," I said. "You're leaving us?" said Isabel, sounding panicky. "I'll be right back," I promised. "If anyone comes near you, just scream and run.

Isabel, we have plenty of markers at home," Crispin said. "Yeah," Isabel said. "But ours don't have any drawings in them.

The tension between Patriot and Loyalist New Yorkers, the Tea Water Pump, the taking of lead from houses, the pulling down of King George's statue, the chaos surrounding the British invasion of the city, the fire, prisoners of war, the Queen's Birthday Ball: all of these are historical facts. I wove the fictional characters of Isabel and Curzon into the history to give readers a sense of what life might have been like in those days.

There were worlds within worlds, and each will have within its confines values and meaning. It may not really matter to the world at large, thought Isabel, that I should feel happy rather than sad, but it matters to me, and the fact that it matters matters.

There are indeed ducks in Blackford Pond." "On it," muttered Isabel. "What?" "On the pond. There are ducks on the pond. There are fish in it." Even as she spoke, Isabel had no idea why she was being so pedantic, and

Isabel smiled. She liked a conversation that went in odd directions; she liked the idea of playfulness in speech. People could be so depressingly literal. Jamie

There was a jauntiness in the young woman's manner that appealed to Isabel. And then there was the accent, which was not Scottish, but from somewhere in Northern Ireland and not unlike Georgina Cameron's; the English that Shakespeare would have spoken, preserved by centuries of relative linguistic isolation.

There were world within worlds, and each will have within its confines values and meanings. It may not really matter to the world at large, thought Isabel, that I should feel happy rather than sad, but it matters to me, and the fact that it matters matters.

A funambulist! muttered Isabel. Eddie, moving towards the door, stopped. What's that? Isabel explained. Cat's new boyfriend. A funambulist. One who walks on tightropes. Like all of us, she thought. In the final analysis.

It was Isabel's main accessory as she dashed in late to work, always with two or three CDs, usually new, tucked under her arm. At night, when I crawled out on my rooftop, it was what I heard first

Isabel's friend Henrietta showed up, wanting Isabel to marry a square-jawed American who charismatically ran his father's cotton factory.

One must always be thinking," Isabel told Ralph. "I am not sure it's not a greater happiness to be powerless." And Ralph replied: "For weak people I have no doubt it's a greater happiness.'' It was a confirmation of my own idea of strength—of my determination to be strong.

ISABEL.- Castilla es como esas viejas leonas que se duermen con un grano de incienso entre sus zarpas. Lo huele y se consuela de tantos sinsabores, de tanto día doliente...".

Isabel sends her brother a look that could boil him in oil if she had that particular paranormal talent. A thought hits me: maybe she has. It will be fun to find out.

I can give you as good a position as any man without a title in England." "Mr. Longstaff, I rather fancy that wherever I may be I can make a position for myself. At any rate I shall not marry with the view of getting one. If my husband were an English Duke I should think myself nothing, unless I was something as Isabel Boncassen.

How was the kiss with Alex?" "Nice," I say, thinking about how sensual it was. "Actually, Isabel, it was more than nice. It was fucking incredible." Isabel starts laughing, and I laugh right along with her this time.

When she returned to Bella Vista, she discovered Isabel in her manic-baking mode. The kitchen was filled with the aromas of butter, vanilla and cinnamon. She'd created Danishes and rugelach and crispy twisty things that promised to glue themselves promptly to Tess's hips.

We live in a cruel world, Isabel, he says, without looking at me. I am only a man, and will not always live up to your expectations. And to me, that is a painful reality. But we must never be cruel to one another. Let there be peace between us.

Isabel no era una mujer fácil, pero sí era una esnob, y una esnob radical siempre corre el riesgo de acabar comportándose como una meretriz.

There seemed to Isabel in these days something sacred in Gardencourt; no chapter of the past was more perfectly irrecoverable. When she thought of the months she had spent there the tears rose to her eyes.

Cara Isabel, la vita è meglio; perché nella vita c'è l'amore. È una buona cosa la morte... ma l'amore non c'è.

For Isabel, however, there was of course as of yet no thought of getting out, but only of advancing.

Ah, I must see Ralph! Isabel wailed; not in resentment, not in the quick passion her companion had looked for; but in a tone of far-reaching, infinite sadness.