Top 37 Heather Dixon Quotes
#1. You didn't crush flowers, you didn't squeeze birds, and you didn't break your mum.
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#2. I can be agreeable," said Fairweller. "If the other party is."
"Oh,well," said Bramble. "There goes that, then.
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#3. We can go without dancing and things a little longer."
"Especially since our Great Slipper Scandal quickened the undead and nearly destroyed the palace," said Bramble. "It put us off dancing for at least an hour.
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#4. She wanted to give him toast. The sort that had melted butter and a bit of honey spread on top. It was a stupid thought, but there was something comforting about toast.
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#5. The sugarteeth aren't down here, let's face it," said Bramble. "They would have attacked one of us by now.They've probably run away.I'd bet a harold they've thrown themselves off the garden bridge to join their beastly comrades.
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#6. When
when I dance," she said quietly. "When I dance, I
I forget all the
the bad things."
"I
I only remember the good things. That is the b-best thing about d-dancing.
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#7. It looked like his ponytail had revolted against him, said Bramble.
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#8. A teakettle screamed inside Azalea, burning her fingers, making her throat tight and her head dizzy.
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#9. What a rotten shilling punter!" said Bramble, tearing her bread to bits. "I can't believe he stole our things! Especially the watch! We stole that watch first, fair and square!
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#10. The teeth must have escaped while you murdered the rest of it," said Bramble, cough-laughing into her napkin. "Ha ha ha! You know, sometimes I think Clover is harboring some deep, dark shocking secret. Fire poker! Ba-hahahahaaa!
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#11. The King smoothed the blanket on Thackeray's back. He opened his mouth, and shut it. Then he opened it again, and after a moment, said, "You used to call me Papa, do you remember that?"
The question took Azalea back.
"No," she said.
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#12. She looked at him, his soft brown eyes and tall form, and contemplated raising herself on her toes and kissing his ear, or his cheek ...
Instead, impulsively before leaving, she reached up and smoothed his mussed hair.
Mr. Bradford beamed.
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#13. It would impress him!"
"Do you think so?" Lord Howley brightened.
"Oh,yes,he loves it when people tell him how to run the country.
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#15. One day, my lady." said Mr. Keeper, stepping aside and allowing her to join them, "I should hope I would be fortunate enough to see such a graceful, unearthly curtsy from you again.
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#16. His voice reminded her [Azalea] of rich, thick cream, the sort one could add to any recipe to make it taste better.
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#17. What did Fairweller say? When you delivered the note?"
"Oh," said Clover, calming a little. "Well ... nothing, actually. I sort of ... accidentally ... tore it to pieces."
"Accidentally," Azalea echoed.
"And threw it into the fire," said Clover.
"Oh.
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#18. Keeper!"
He inhaled slowly, took Azalea's outstretched hand-shudders went through her throat, he felt so solid-and pressed the brooch into her marked palm.
"I was only picking it up," he said, quietly. His thumb rubbed the red nail mark on her hand. A smile crossed his lips. "Temper, temper.
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#19. Down with tyranny!' Bramble cried. 'Aristocracy! Autocracy! Monocracy! Other ocracy things! You are outnumbered, sir! Surrender!
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#20. Bramble: Your afraid of the King. Admit it.
Mr. Bradford: My lady, who isn't?
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#21. What are you doing here? said Azalea, grasping in the
basket behind her for the butter knife. Her hand found a
teaspoon. It was better than nothing
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#22. The King had advertised the old magic tea set, but for some reason, no one wanted sugar teeth that could gouge their eyes out.
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#23. You'll be back within the hour?" she said. "For the opening dance?"
"Really, Azalea," said the King, putting on his stiff hat. "Is everything about dancing to you?"
"It was, actually, but Azalea decided now wasn't the best time to point that out.
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#24. One last dance, my lady, before I am never to see you again?
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#25. He's around the twist,' said Azalea. 'Breaking all the windows? He's mad.'
'Ah, no,' said the King. 'It's only madness if you actually do it. If you want to break all the windows in the house and drown yourself in a bucket but don't actually do it, well, that's love.
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#26. Lord Teddie?" she said. "Will you stay for tea?"
"Rather!" said the carpet.
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#27. If your sisters come to your wedding, my lady, it will only be to murder me."
Azalea slowly stood.
"Well at least they will be there.
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#28. Wait - Miss Bramble-"
"Don't call me that!" said Azalea.
Something, perhaps hurt, flickered through Mr. Bradford's soft eyes. "Princess Bramble," he said.
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#29. It's just a guess," said Bramble after a moment, "but I don't think he's in the mood to see us.
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#30. Tell Tutor I won't be to lessons," she said. "Invent some sort of disease.
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#31. They had lost two weeks of dance lessons over that Great Rosebush and Snowball Scandal.
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#32. Sir,' she called out. 'Lord Bradford.'
He turned. His eyes lit up, seeing Azalea.
'Thank you,' said Azalea.
Lord Bradford bowed deeply, removing his hat, which re-rumpled his hair. When he straightened, he was smiling, as crooked as his cravat, and Azalea couldn't help but smile back.
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#33. It is not a Christmas tree!" said the King, so firmly that all the girls stopped jumping about. "This is a house of mourning. It is nothing more than a tree. I thought it would look nice. Inside. That is all.
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#34. Honestly, we don't kick or bite or throw potatoes at all our guests."
A crooked smile touched Lord Bradford's lips.
"Your family has spirit," he said, taking his hat from Azalea. "I enjoyed the evening."
"Well, yes, you've just come from a war," said Azalea.
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#35. I sort of ... accidentally ... tore it to pieces.
And threw it in the fire.
Well, he was mine after all.
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#36. Oh, sir!" Lord Teddie bounced on his feet. "Sir, I read about this sort of thing once, sir! The only way to solve it is to kill both of them. It was in the Bible!"
The silence rung. Lord Teddie cowered at the King's look.
"Ah, never mind," he said.
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#37. How daintily the butterfly
Flits to the spider's lace
Entranced by glimm'ring silver strings
Entwined with glist'ning grace.
How craftily the spider speaks
And whispers, 'All is well,'
Caresses it with poison'd feet
And sucks it to a shell
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