Top 100 Mary Balogh Quotes
#1. Even at its darkest moment, life was a precious gift.
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#2. And then something blossomed deep within and opened almost like the multitude petals of a rose, pushing back the tension in rippling waves as they bloomed until she surrendered to relaxation with a soft exclamation of surprise
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#3. ...but most roads I have learned from past experience lead somewhere eventually.
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#4. Pain is not insignificant. Neither is bewilderment or fear. Or conditions like poverty or homelessness. But somewhere - somewhere - there is peace. It is not even far off. It is somewhere deep inside us, in fact, ever present, just waiting for us to look inward to find it. She
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#5. Guilt can eat away at you and destroy the future as well as the past.
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#6. Since 1988, I have been writing steadily. I did decide a couple of years or so ago to scale back to writing one book a year - a sort of semi-retirement. But I never did have much success with that plan!
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#7. She bit her lower lip hard and blinked her eyes. There was such wistfulness and longing in his voice. Oh, she was going to give him back his eyes, or the next best thing, if it took her the rest of her life to do it.
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#8. We can never benefit today from the wisdom we will have gained tomorrow.
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#9. Why did people assume that the beautiful among them needed nothing but their beauty to bring them happiness? That behind the beauty there was nothing but an empty shell, insensitive shell?
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#10. We all learn to bury a broken heart beneath layers of dignity
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#11. One who has conquered every aspect of his pain except the deepest.
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#12. One cannot try marriage. Once one is in, there is no way out.
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#13. But a mother-son relationship is not a coequal one, is it? He is lonely with only you just as you are lonely with only him.
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#14. I fancy the romantic image of myself being soothed and inspired by music and the sweet aroma and flickering lights of candles.
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#15. Aloneness is not always the same thing as loneliness.
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#16. People do understand the language of the heart, you know, even if the head does not always comprehend it.
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#17. Everyone had run to do her bidding. Soon only the three men
the three useless ones
had been left in the sitting room to fight terror and nausea and fits of the vapors.
The door opened. Three pale, terrified faces turned toward it.
-the three manly men waiting during a childbirth
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#18. Unfortunately, Sir Gerald, people rarely get what they deserve in this life. Perhaps that is why we have had to invent a heaven. - Miss Blythe, A Precious Jewel
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#19. (Edward describing Angeline's bonnet)
"Then it is overbright and those colors should never been seen togther upon the same person, not to mention the same garment ." he said. "And it actually suits you perfectly. It suits your character.
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#20. It was beginning to feel like an almost familiar place to be. But perhaps hitting this new low had something to be said for it, she thought now, this morning, after she had awoken and realized in some surprise that she had slept for several hours. At least now there was no further down to go. And
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#21. Why is it," she asked, snuggling closer, "that I so often imagine myself running away and running free?
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#22. Do you believe that sometimes life points out a way for us to follow even if it does not force us into taking that particular path?
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#23. I'm terrified that I will never be able to put him from my mind. I don't love him but I'm afraid that he will make it impossible for me ever to love anyone else.
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#24. Sometimes," he said, "it is necessary to go back before we can move forward.
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#25. But parents, she supposed, were not the pinnacle of perfection their children thought or expected them to be. They were humans who usually did the best they could but often made the wrong choices.
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#26. Openness and truth between partners were necessary if the marriage was to have a chance of bringing them any sort of happiness.
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#27. And he knew at that moment that love world never die, that it would never fade away altogether. The time might come when he would meet and marry someone else. He might even be reasonably happy. But there would always be a deep precious place in his heart that belonged to his first real love.
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#28. 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?
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#29. Even friends need private spaces, if only within the depths of their own souls, where no one else is allowed to intrude.
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#30. I can be hurt, she said, only by people I respect.
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#31. 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.
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#32. If you have always suspected your sister of an inclination to madness, it will be my pleasure to confirm your worst fears.
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#33. Home had always been a place to dream of.
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#34. Gifts were dangerous things, she thought. Sometimes one succeeded only in taking far more than one gave.
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#35. Sometimes love was to be grasped in any form and in any manner it was offered. And sometimes love must be given in the same way.
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#36. Love did not have to make sense. It did not have to be worthy. It did not have to be earned. It did not have to woo.
It just simply was.
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#37. Tonight he would do anything in the world for her.
Tomorrow he would begin to set her free.
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#38. The worst thing about loneliness is that it brings one face to face with oneself.
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#39. Love does not deck the beloved in chains. It just is.
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#40. People, especially some religious people. would have us believe that it is wrong . even a sin, to love oneself. It is not. It is the basic, essential love. If you do not love yourself, you cannot possibly love anyone else. Not fully and truly.
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#41. It was in idleness that one came face-to-face with the I AM. With simple, elemental Being.
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#42. war often wounds the soul as deeply as it does the body, sometimes more so.
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#43. Your dog has not lost any time in catching up on his beauty sleep." "Just do not utter any word that begins with w," she said, "especially with the letters a-l-k attached. You would soon discover how deeply asleep he is.
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#44. She wanted so badly to believe him. She sat on the edge of her bed and closed her eyes. And she realized what had been happening to her over the past weeks. He had been turning - so gradually that she had scarcely noticed the transition - from her nightmare into her dream. Because
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#45. He wished someone in the course of history had thought of striking that word and all its derivatives from the English Language - happy, happier, happiest, happiness. What the devil did the words really mean anyway? Why not just the word pleasure, which was far more ... well, pleasant.
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#46. She was not sorry. And if it was the wine telling her that, then she would tell the wine the same thing tomorrow. She was not sorry.
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#47. But I am glad you are not some sort of superhuman pillar of strength. I would not be able to prevail against it. I am too weak, too fragile. In each other's weaknesses, perhaps we can both find strength.
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#49. Why , instead of teaching her poetry and drama and needlework, had her governesses not taught the most important lesson anyone could learn - that life was really not going to be easy after one was free of the schoolroom?
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#50. The suffering of a loved one was in many ways worse than one's one suffering because it left one feeling so very helpless.
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#51. Some things," she said, "are best not known for sure, Lord Trentham.
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#52. Constance had joined him at the breakfast
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#53. 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?
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#54. Either way, he was always staring into a bottomless pit, or into a whirlpool that forever sucked him inexorably inward to its vortex.
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#55. I have read somewhere that we often spend a lifetime searching for what we already have.
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#56. Now she realized she had never been kissed before. Not really. Not like this.
Ah, never like this.
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#57. She had held her life to an even keel by killing all deep feeling, by living upon the surface of life.
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#58. Still found it difficult to look him in the face. She smiled vaguely in the direction of
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#59. He had always felt that he lived on the edges of life, Constantine realized, watching everyone else living, sometimes helping them do it.
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#60. It is hard, is it not," he said, "to have one's life develop quite differently from what one expected and to feel not fully in command of it?
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#61. Well,' Frederick had said, 'I will see what can be arranged, Archie. But I will not have the girl frightened or compromised.'
'You sound like a grandfather who has raised fifteen daughters and is now starting on his granddaughters, Freddie,' Lord Archibald had said. 'It is most disconcerting.
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#63. Everyone writes differently. I hope to get people energized so they'll want to rush home to write.
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#64. One day you will learn that love does not always betray you.
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#65. Youthful dreams are precious things. They ought not to be dashed as foolish and unrealistic just because they are young dreams. Innocence ought not to be destroyed from any callous conviction that a realistic sort of cynicism is better.
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#66. It is also for stepping into the unknown," Claudia said, "when it would be easier to cling what it familiar and safe.
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#67. Life was very sad if there were not - and unbearably so if one's experience with romantic love turned one into an incurable cynic.
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#68. Now was the time for now. Now was one of those rare and precious moments with which one was gifted from time to time. That was all it was. A moment. But it was one to be enjoyed to the full while it lasted and treasured for a lifetime after it was over.
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#69. If there was magic alive in this world, Julian thought after the first couple of minutes, it was surely present in the waltz danced with someone one loved more than life itself.
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#70. Lord Francis sighed. "When you get back to Bedlam, Soph," he said, "ask them to reserve a room for me, will you? There's a good girl. I am going to be needing it soon." Sophia clucked her tongue and spurred her horse to a canter. Lord Francis shook his head and went after her.
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#71. The only thing over which we have any control whatsoever is the very next decision we make.
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#72. Stop being so fruitlessly busy and dream. Use your imagination. Reach out into the unknown and dream of how you can enlarge your experience and improve your mind and your soul and your world.
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#73. This time her heart would not break, even though it would hurt and hurt for a long time to come. Perhaps for the rest of her life. But it would not break. She had the strength to go on alone.
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#74. It was so much more comfortable to be able to divide people into heroes and villains and expect them to play their allotted part.
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#75. Tears never were worth the effort of crying them.
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#76. Fear must be challenged, I have found. It is a powerful beat if it is allowed the mastery.
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#77. One does tend to assume that life must be far easier for others than it ever is for oneself," he said. "I suspect it rarely is. I daresay life was not meant to be easy.
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#78. The comforting thing about difficult days, Chloe had learned from experience, was that the sun rose at the start of them and set at the end just as it did on any other day. And there was always the assurance of better days ahead.
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#79. Was something worth having, though, if it didn't present a challenge?
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#80. The real meaning of things lies deep down and the real meaning of things is always beautiful because it is simply love.
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#81. It is a common failing of men. They see someone they consider beautiful and desirable and eligible, and they imagine that they love her. In fact, though, they love themselves reflected in her eyes.
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#83. Why was it that silence sometimes felt like a physical thing with a weight of its own?
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#84. 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.
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#85. - The idea that love conquers all may seem to be a foolishly idealistic one, but I believe in it nonetheless. How can I believe otherwise? If love cannot conquer all, what can? Hatred? Violence? Despair?
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#86. Every...woman," the old lady said, "loves a ...rogue.
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#87. 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.
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#88. You are not by any manner of means the sort of woman I am in search of as a wife, and I am in a totally different universe from the husband you hope to find. But I feel a powerful urge to kiss you, for all that.
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#89. Always guarding one's real, precious self in a cocoon of tranquility within a thousand masks.
Life itself had become a secret affair.
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#90. Future indifferences is no consolation for present pain.
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#91. There is something about boys," she said, "that makes them think it is unmanly to show any feelings other than scorn and irritation or any enthusiasm for anything. It is a very unattractive trait.
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#92. Do you have anyone in mind, Hugo?" the duke asked. "Not really." Hugo sighed. "I have an army of female cousins and aunts who would be only too
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#93. Love wasn't about reasons. It wasn't about admiring fine qualities. Love was a language all on its own, composed of gestures that seemed incomprehensible, perhaps even pointless, to the outside observer. Speaking
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#94. I do what I love and what I always dreamed of doing for a living. I write love stories, and I have always had a publisher willing to publish them. I have a sizable and loyal audience. I have made best-seller lists and won awards. What more could anyone ask for?
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#95. The longing for something beyond yourself, beyond anything you have ever known or dreamed of?
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#96. There is nothing worse, is there," she said, "than a past that has never been fully dealt with. One can convince oneself, that it is all safely in the past and forgotten about, but the very fact that we can tell ourselves that it is forgotten proves that it is not.
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#97. We women are impractical because we have hearts. Not that men do not, but they feel things differently. They do not feel the suffering around them, or, if they do, they know how to harden their hearts when it has nothing to do with them.
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#98. He asked me not to kill myself - asked, not told. His wife had done that, he told me, and it was in a sense the ultimate act of selfishness since it left behind untold and endless suffering for those who had witnessed it and been unable to do anything to prevent it. And so I remained alive.
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#99. Once in, when did one fall out of love? It had taken several weeks back in October - though it seemed the feeling had merely lain dormant instead of going away altogether. How long would it take this time? And when would it be gone forever?
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#100. When we last out at ourselves for having lost control, we are reminded that we never can be in total control, that all life asks of us is to do our best to cope with what is handed to us.
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