Laura Kinsale Quotes

#1. "The duke stopped beside Maddy's chair. He turned to Mr. Pember and in the sort of tone that could command regiments, uttered. "Cat."

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#2. Was that what she meant? Why she cried? Because he was an animal afraid to leave its cage, no words to say what he thought, no thoughts but muddled mad stupid thoughts?

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#3. He liked radical politics and had a fondness for chocolate.

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#4. For God's sake. Don't build a wall to keep me outside."
"I won't build one," she whispered. "I am the wall.

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#5. He put his fist against his chest. "Burn, Maddygirl," he said. Then he turned and left her in the flickering gloom and thunder.

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#6. To try to let go was to hold more tightly.

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#7. He plucked at a long rose cane that attempted to grab his sleeve as he passed through the gate. "Good morning, my lady. May I give you my arm up the street? I'm engaged to escort this rosebush to the shops, but I'll fob it off.

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#8. But no monk am I in my head, God grant me pardon," he whispered. His body drew closer, velvet and taut elegance. "My confessor has chastised me oft, and bade me study on my sins at length. And so, lady"--he kissed her, the hunger in it sinking down through her like a comet falling--"I have studied.

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#9. I hope," she said, "that you didn't stay out of some foolish romantical notion."
He looked down, staring at the tumbled bedclothes. "Such as?"
"Saving my life."
He looked up again with a grimace. "Naturally not. I usually throw my houseguests off the cliff.

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#10. You deserve it," she hissed. "You deserve it, do you hear me?

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#11. What a joy Mary Jo Putney is to read; she can't write fast enough for me.

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#12. Right here, you're killing me.

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#13. "There was no public to humiliate him here. They already knew he was a lunatic. They expected it. He could burst into howls of insanity, and they would only smile those gentle smiles at him and wrestle him into the chains."

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#14. Dost though even know what would become of me? Thou dost not." She exhaled sharply. "Friends would disown me. It is our way. I would be alone!"

"No," he said unexpectedly. He turned and held his hand to her, palm upward, empty, a simple masculine offering. "Maddygirl. With...me.

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#15. The flame in her was slow and deep-he was going to incite it with the fire in himself; he was going to make a blaze to burn down cities, to lay waste cathedrals and castles and plain meetinghouses-to make a world where it was only him, and only her, and this bed, and one flesh.

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#16. At the corner he turned, looking back up at her. She put her palm to the glass.

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#17. He came down the nave, walking with his graceful stride, dangerous and tear-stained.

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#18. Her heart and breath felt as if they had deserted her, declaring they were off to join the navy and might come back to visit in a few years if she were lucky.

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#19. He felt her draw a little shuddering breath, and then a wet tumble of water on her cheek. She whispered, "God forgive, Jervaulx - that I sh'dovethee."

That I should love thee.
It broke the spell that held him. Had she said that? He pushed back, gazing at her.

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#20. She hadn't ascribed to this modern notion of equality between the sexes. Woman were patently superior.

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#21. The chilly mist settled down around them, sinking like midnight into his bones. His arm hurt, and his heart felt like an open wound in his chest.

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#22. It was quite settled by now. She was born to be a spinster.

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#23. He lifted his eyes. They were the color of the deepest heart of hurricane clouds, deeper blue than the sky behind him.

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#24. It was high time that she left behind these silly daydreams, before she became odd and ended up locked in some attic, collecting bits of string and candle wax and muttering.

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