Julia Quinn Quotes - Page 2

Michael nodded tersely, eyeing a table across the room. It was empty. So empty. So joyfully, blessedly empty.
He could picture himself a very happy man at that table.
"Not feeling very conversational this evening, are we?" Colin asked, breaking into his (admittedly tame) fantasies.

It was heaven. Forget angels, forget St. Peter and glittering harpsichords. Heaven was a dance in the arms of one's true love.

If he was planning to attack and ravish, he gave no indication of being in a hurry to do so.

I don't know whether to toss you through that window or shake your hand and say 'Well done'" Henry said in a tired voice.

You are always looking at people like this.” And then she made a face, one he couldn’t possibly begin to describe.
“If I ever look like that,” he said dryly, “precisely like that, to be more precise, I give you leave to shoot me.

No one said we had to spend every waking moment together," he said, "but at the end of the day"-he leaned and kissed each of her eyebrows, in turn-"an most of the time during, there is no one I would rather see, no one whose voice I would rather hear, and no one whose mind I would rather explore.

the unexpected moment [is] always sweeter.

You don't have to kiss a lot of frogs to recognize a prince when you find one."

-Henrietta Barrett, (Minx, Splendid Trilogy book #3)

It was juvenile, he knew, this need to assign blame, but everyone had a right to childish emotions from time to time, didn't they?

He’d mesmerized her, held her soul captive. And she couldn’t move.
“Unless you want more than a dream,” he said.
She did.
“Will you stay?” he whispered. “Or will you go?”
She stayed. Heaven help her, she stayed.
And Michael showed her just how romantic a library could be.

Caroline stamped her foot in frustration, but when it landed, it landed on something considerably
less flat than the floor.
"Owww!" he yelled.
Oh! His foot!Sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry , she mouthed.I didn't mean it.
"If you think I can understand that," he growled, "you're crazier than I'd originally thought.

Caroline, do you value your neck?"
"Yes, I'm rather fond of it. Why?"
"Because if you don't shut up, I'm going to wring it.

I can imagine no greater bliss than to lie about, reading novels all day.

No one knows as well as I how much nonsense is printed in books.

I’m not certain you’d know the right sort of man for you if he arrived on our doorstep riding an elephant.”
“I would think the elephant would be a fairly good indication that I ought to look elsewhere.

This is why I didn’t get married last year,” she said to him. “I wouldn’t be here to nurse you.” She thought about that for a moment. “Of course, one could make the argument that you wouldn’t be in this situation if not for me. But we’re not going to dwell upon that.

The gentleman had been an uncommonly affable fellow, but every time he counted to twenty (and he seemed to do so with strange frequency), he skipped the number twelve.

My mother is convinced that yellow is a happy color and that a happy girl would get a husband.

-Penelope Featherington

All of this presupposes that I have set my sights on a single male.'

Susan's eyes bugged out. 'You certainly cannot set your signs on a married man!'

'I meant a particular man,' Elizabeth retorted, swatting her sister on the shoulder.

Watch over Honoria, will you? See she doesn't marry an idiot. (Daniel Smythe-Smith)