Karen Ranney Quotes

#1. Mental seduction. He'd never thought it possible

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#2. The female in his carriage didn't say a word, merely turned and stare at him with doelike brown eyes.
Was she too afraid to speak?

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#3. When the smell of her perfume, something that reminded him of faint spicy blossoms and spring, wasn't wreathed in a cloud around him.
Maybe it was magic. Was she one of the creatures from the many Scottish tales his nurse had told him as a child?

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#4. How very different it would be to live somewhere where people weren't afraid to reveal themselves, where emotion was prized instead of hidden.

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#5. My eyes are brown and my hair is brown."
"Your eyes are the color of warm chocolate," he said, tilting his head to study her. "Your hair isn't brown, but auburn with gold and red threads in it like the finest tapestry.

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#6. What were her abilities? She played the pianoforte passably well even though it didn't interest her. She loved to read and could spend the rest of her life in a library. She'd written a book, and her imagination was such that she could transport herself from the wilds of Scotland to anywhere.

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#7. They locked gazes in that moment, the mother and the rake. Neither doubted that a battle had been joined

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#8. Love that defied trite words or even description, that carried with it tenderness and passion and laughter and friendship. Love that made her eyes sparkle and her breath stop when she saw him and imbued life with more meaning and more purpose.

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#9. Love is like lightning. You never see it coming. If it strikes you, you know it instantly and it will forever leave its mark.

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#10. He wanted to know her with such familiarity that he could curve his fingers around a wrist, an ankle, a knee and recognize her from a hundred, a thousand other women

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#11. The tapestry of her life was a work of art created not with a needle but with duty, courage, and honor, sprinkled liberally with laughter and hope.

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#12. He wanted her now in a way that was barely human.

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#13. She laughed. He was right. Her laughter was enchanting. So, too, the sparkle in her eyes as she glanced at him. He'd never seen eyes as darkly brown as hers. With her dark hair she should have been a study in monochrome, but she wasn't. Her cheeks matched her pink lips.

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#14. The morning sun danced on her hair, transforming the brown to gold and reddish glints. An errant sunbeam angled over her face, dusting her long lashes with light, accentuating the perfection of her nose, her cheekbones, and the beauty of her complexion.

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#15. A castle sat in the background, turrets flying a minuscule emblem in the foreground sat a lady, her skirts adorned with picked blossoms "A castle," Helena murmured, "fit for a princess, except that the prince has escaped.

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#16. All my happiness seems caught up in one of your smiles. - Jered Mandeville, 'Upon a Wicked Time

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#17. She threw open the window to breathe in the spring air, heavy with the sweet perfume of roses and heather. To her right was the rolling glen beckoning her to come and walk. 'Sit here awhile and dream your thoughts on this flat rock.' How often had she done that?

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#18. You will treat me with respect."
He didn't say anything for a moment.
"What does that mean?" he finally asked.
She looked over at him. "Do I need to explain that, your lordship? I would think an earl of your reputed stature would know the meaning of respect.

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#19. I welcome your opinions," Margaret said, glancing down. "Not your dictates." For

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#20. There's no scandal involved," she said airily. "I have no connection with you whatsoever. I have nothing to do with you. You are a thimble filled with water next to my ocean. You are a grain of sand to my beach. You are a tiny star in the sky. You're nothing to me.

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#21. She had never felt such excitement, such awareness of life around her, as if the very air was charged with his presence.

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#22. She recognized that great love carries a price of great torment if it ends, but it also bestows a greater and more valuable gift.

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