Mary Balogh Quotes
Always guarding one's real, precious self in a cocoon of tranquility within a thousand masks.Life itself had become a secret affair.
After a few awkward moments, Lizzy joined them and they skipped along the avenue, the three of them, laughing and whooping and altogether making an undignified spectacle of themselves.
Except that love - that mysterious, vast, all-encompassing power - could not possibly be contained in a single word.
You really love me?" she asked wistfully."The devil!" he exclaimed, looking over his shoulder. "Did I forget to say it? The thing I came to say?
The longing for something beyond yourself, beyond anything you have ever known or dreamed of?
The ugliness at the heart of beauty. Is there always ugliness, do you suppose? Even when the object is very, very beautiful?
His friend laughed. 'You missed your calling, Freddie, ' he said. 'You should have been one of the aforementioned clergy. Is this what marriage does to you? One shudders at the very idea.
People do understand the language of the heart, you know, even if the head does not always comprehend it.
But that is what life is all about, he said. "It is about dreaming and making those dreams come true with effort and determination - and love.
But why always think the worst of people? What would she be doing to herself if she adopted that attitude to life? It was better to think the best and be wrong than to think the worst and be wrong.
And so silence and ...darkness hold happiness and joy?" he said softly."Assuredly, " she said, "provided one listens to the silence and gazes deeply into the darkness. Everything is there. Everything.
Have you noticed, " she asked him, "how we live much of our lives in the past and most of the rest of it in the future? Have you noticed how often the present moment slips by quiet unnoticed?
I am still not used to being the possessor of such a grand title. I believe I shall have to start wearing a purple satin turban and carrying a lorgnette.
You are my flesh and blood and I have always doted on you, but right now I would have to say you deserve a haughty, ruined chit for your own and she deserves you.
We are made up of everything we have ever been, Percy. It is the joy and the pain of our individuality. There are no two of us the same.
There had to be a reason why they were not going to marry. They had both been so adamant about it.What the devil was the reason?
Life is a precious possession...It is what one makes of it. - Charity Duncan
He had always felt that he lived on the edges of life, Constantine realized, watching everyone else living, sometimes helping them do it.
Tonight he would do anything in the world for her.Tomorrow he would begin to set her free.
Either way, he was always staring into a bottomless pit, or into a whirlpool that forever sucked him inexorably inward to its vortex.
Could a love of that magnitude die? If it was true love, could it ever die? Was there such a thing as true love?
Why is it, " she asked, snuggling closer, "that I so often imagine myself running away and running free?