Her,” he said. “I’ll take her.

Cleverness is like rouge - liberal application makes a woman look common and desperate. Wit is knowing how to apply it.

He couldn’t compare a woman to a torrentially beautiful monsoon, and then look surprised that he’d gotten wet.

Certainty becomes you.

Is it truly so unfathomable, that an imperfect girl might be perfectly loved?

Oh no. Don't smile. You'll kill me. I stop breathing when you smile.

Don’t. Don’t play that game.” His brow pressed to hers. “When I heard you cry out . . . it was like a saber to the gut. I wanted to die.

Forgive me, Your Grace. Are you suggesting a woman is some sort of … piece of fruit to you? One squeeze, and you know if she’s ripe?

A man might engage in flirtation with distinterest, even disdain. But he never teases without affection.

What is the world coming to, with these modern women? A man can't tell them what to do.

The Blushing Pansy," his cousin read aloud, in a tone of abject horror. "Tea shop and confectionery." Bram swore. This was going to be ugly.

Summer is the time for dreaming, and then you have to stop. But some people go on dreaming all their lives, and cannot change.

I´m one of those regular weird people.

The torment of precautions often exceeds the dangers to be avoided. It is sometimes better to abandon one's self to destiny.

Once you have missed the first buttonhole, you'll never manage to button up.

In quoting of books, quote such authors as are usually read; others you may read for your own satisfaction, but not name them.

The desert weed lives on, but the flower of spring blooms and wilts.

It's a big error to dream of a society where nobody needs to be good.

Hillary Clinton represented "America is over" to the people that voted, and they're never gonna understand this, the people in the media in Washington, in the establishment.

I think it [getting a gun] should be like getting a pilot's license. I think you should require training to get a license to have a gun.