Top 100 Historical Romance Fiction Quotes
#1. I brought you something. It's my sister's coat. It
gets cold in Nashville in the wintertime.
Nancy B. Brewer
#2. One day you will meet someone who will show you what you are made of. I only hope it is someone not forbidden to you ...
Anne Rouen
#3. Like a brilliant shooting star, she had almost reached her zenith when her light was extinguished.
Anne Rouen
#4. I am afraid of him now. The one I love most in the world.
Neil Jordan
#5. Stay with me?" His fingers wound into my hair, and his arm tightened around me. "Always.
Amalia Carosella
#6. It would be, like all of Pammy's parties, hot and crowded and filled with impossibly glamorous people with hip bones so sharp they could qualify as concealed weapons.
Lauren Willig
#7. There is not only one measure of beauty, Lanore. Everyone adores the red rose, and yet it is a common sort of beauty. You are like a golden rose, a rare bloom but no less lovely.
Alma Katsu
#8. He would die in this room, buried alive by the weight of his life.
Christine Fonseca
#9. (The golden goose has died, my prince turned into a frog, the Kingdom is lost, everyone has turned into stone and I am locked in the tower)
Nancy B. Brewer
#10. If queens did not exist, the poets would have had to invent them, so necessary as they are to a nation's glory.
Lise Arin
#11. I can hear my steps echo as I follow him to the end of the hall. The door to the small closet under the steps is standing ajar. He closes the door and latches it.
Nancy B. Brewer
#12. I do not want to be a relative and passive being, anywhere. I want to live and love and write.
A.S. Byatt
#13. LIPID (Last Idiot Person I Dated) syndrome: a largely undiagnosed but pervasive disease that afflicts single women.
Lauren Willig
#14. To see the years touch ye gives me joy", he whispered, "for it means that ye live.
Diana Gabaldon
#15. You have a spine of steel and fire in your eyes, Rosalie. To have such a quality, one must be shaken to the foundation of one's soul and put back together. I want to know how you emerged from hell made of steel and fire.
Moriah Densley
#16. Children worked in the mills: I will always believe that children are designed for green meadows and play, not for factories and cotton dust.
Nancy B. Brewer
#17. Before I disappear behind the door, I stop and turn around to look at him.
Nancy B. Brewer
#18. Once the two of you come together, even the devil himself will be running for cover.
- The Duke of Traherne
Diana Quincy
#19. I been running up a bill with the devil ever since, and now he's come to collect on the debt.
Steven B. Weissman
#20. Midnight Omen Deja vu - Because everyone should experience love in the Caribbean ... at least once in a lifetime.
Marti Melville
#21. He wondered where the difference was between the good guys and the bad guys if their means were all just born out of perceived necessity and their goals by the unquestioned orders they had been given.
Osiris Brackhaus
#22. She turned her painted blue eyes toward the assistant and said something in French before she left.
Nancy B. Brewer
#23. No matter how many romantic poems you recite, no matter how many glorious tales of love you read, how can you really understand the condition if you've never found yourself in it?
Sherry D. Ficklin
#24. I am a slave in your palace. - Sultan Suleyman Khan, Suleyman the Magnificent, The Shadow of God on Earth.
P.J. Parker
#25. It is true, Monsieur, that when you die, the ones who love you come for you ... I have seen it.
Anne Rouen
#26. I'm an idiot for trying to avoid these feelings because they have caused me pain in the past.
Kellyn Roth
#28. The ragged curtains were reaching out across the room and the foot of the bed was soaked with rain. She got up and closed the window to protect her from the storm outside. However, there was no protection from the storm that was always brewing in her mind.
Nancy B. Brewer
#29. Directly in front of me, crossing the street, I saw a woman laughing and walking arm in arm with two men. When she came to the curb, she lifted her skirt with both hands and vulgarly displayed a pair of indigo stockings.
Nancy B. Brewer
#30. Do you plan on marrying Charles?"
She shook her head.
"Good. I wouldn't want to shoot him, but I would."
... Finding Promise
Scarlett Dunn
#31. Yet, the quest for knowledge will overcome us and we must know. And, at last, we must see where the road ends, even if it be the cliff.
Nancy B. Brewer
#32. There is not a lost piece of yourself that can't be found in a good novel.
Kimberly Jo Smith
#33. If you can write, you can read. And if you can read, you can better understand the world and its different societies. Knowledge is the key to destroying prejudice and individual hate, which always culminates in violence against the innocent.
The Black Rose
#34. The characters tell their story - I am merely the tool used to record it
Marti Melville
#35. She was lucky if he stood behind her. Not so lucky if he came to crush her. And a woman might only learn the truth of it - when he walked out of her life.
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Lenore Wolfe
#37. Why are we fated to love those we cannot have ...?
Anne Rouen
#38. As my body recalled my soul, I began to quiver with pain and gasp for air.
Nancy B. Brewer
#39. How were we so lucky? Two people lost in a world only to find solace and companionship in someone just as fractured as they are. I think destiny has played a hand in our union.
K. Webster
#41. How may times can you lose the one you love?
Lauren James
#42. She raised her head and saw a squadron of fighter planes. She stretched her hand high as if she could grab hold and climb away from what she had done, from who she was.
Sarah Sundin
#43. 'All we can see is the surface. But there's so much more we can't see beneath. I bet it's as big as the world down there, underneath the water. There could be anything down there. Things we can't even imagine. How can we understand anything if we can see so little of it?'
Augusta Li
#44. Good men are often more practical than pretty " said Mother. "Andrius just happens to be both.
Ruta Sepetys
#45. At times Valentine wasn't sure whether he kept Matthews about because of his supreme unctuousness or because he had half a suspicion the valet was trying to kill him.
Suzanne Enoch
#46. I intend to marry Michael, and squander all his money and run his life, and make sure he never again consorts with wicked women or gambles with licentious men. I promise I will henpeck him until he has no life beyond what I allow him, and when we die, I will lie in his arms through all eternity.
Christina Dodd
#47. No matter where she went, God was her family. He was her hope.
Tricia Goyer
#48. He had taken George, my beloved George, from me. And he had taken my other self: Anne.
Philippa Gregory
#49. Horeb bent over me and ran his hand down my neck, not stopping when his fingers reached my chest.
I jerked backward. "What are you doing?"
His eyes were black and intense. "A little taste before the wedding, Jayden?
Kimberley Griffiths Little
#50. To those of you who have lost your way, may my story serve as a reminder that life is a journey. The lessons we learn along the way are not for our sake alone. We are obligated to share them
Nancy B. Brewer
#51. It was not an unusual site to see Negro tenant farmers crossing the intersection of Spring and Barbrick on the way to the cotton warehouse
Nancy B. Brewer
#52. She had wanted more than she could have.
She had wanted him, and more ... she had wanted him to want her.
In the name of something bigger than tradition, bolder than reputation, more important than a silly title.
Sarah MacLean
#53. Low and behold what comes of reading too many romance novels.
Kellyn Roth
#54. I could not give her my heart, because it already belonged to another; for I have only loved once.
Anne Rouen
#55. I could faintly smell the ocean. I imagined being one of the old oak trees standing there swaying in the wind and braving all sorts of weather. I pondered what they had seen in the past and what they might see in the future
Nancy B. Brewer
#56. He could fit what he knew about women in a bullet casing and still have room for the gunpowder.
Karen Witemeyer
#57. On this night of the Harvest Moon. They tossed bones into the "Bone Fire" and asked the yellow moon to shine its protection over them. (Today we call it a "Bonfire")
Nancy B. Brewer
#58. She was destroyed many years ago, La Belle, on the cobblestones of the alley beside the opera house ...
Anne Rouen
#59. What takes more courage. To live ... or to die?
Anne Rouen
#60. A woman has but two loves in life: the one who broke her heart and the one she spends the rest of her life with.
- Carolyn Chase, former Broadcast Journalist and heroine Kate Theodore's mother
Liz Newman
#61. Love has a heavy load of possibilities. You can't have it without some measure of pain. They go together with an inseparable bond in this world. But it's worth it. I promise you, the treasure is worth the pain.
Miranda Shisler
#62. How did I get here How did I end up in the arms of a boy I barely knew but knew I didn't want to lose I wondered what I would have thought of Andrius in Lithuania. Would I have liked him Would he have liked me
Ruta Sepetys
#63. Now, at last, she understood her great attraction to him. Here was the companion of her spirit. Here, indeed, was love.
Anne Rouen
#64. soft. Her hand was so soft, like cat fur, like bird feathers, like...everything soft he could think of. Her thumb caressing the corner of his mouth and her lips when they first touched his were tentative.
Bonnie Dee
#65. The Baptist Church rejects man with wooden leg: It appears the Baptist preacher refused to baptize a veteran of the late war in the holy water- saying they only baptize flesh and blood, not wood.
Nancy B. Brewer
#66. Gut instinct said she was bound to be up to her neck in trouble. She always was. Gut instinct was right
Shehanne Moore
#67. She did not realise that there could be a joy - a spiritual ecstasy- in the touch of a certain man, or that she would long for his touch with all her being
Anne Rouen
#68. Today's breakfast consist of rice and a piece of bread fried in a bit of salt pork grease. At least I have my memories of grand banquets and fine foods, but this is all the children have ever known. I suppose it is best not to have anything to compare.
Nancy B. Brewer
#69. Deceivingly, Miss Neville, the word vodka means 'little water.' The Russians are masters of the understatement. - Lord Nash
Liz Carlyle
#70. Rebel Number Four" is waiting patiently by the door. I named him "Rebel Number Four," for he is the fourth of his kind I have given the name "Rebel." To many he may be just a hound dog, but to me he is a champion and a friend to the end.
Nancy B. Brewer
#71. If you have found a woman who can stir both body and spirit, sir, do not give her up lightly. Do not. The alternatives can be damnably complicated. [Joseph Warren]
Donna Thorland
#72. My books fall in the wobbly middle between historical fiction and historical romance.
Lauren Willig
#74. [A]ll these years, I had been telling myself that my feelings for you were a juvenile infatuation; a dream inspired by my secret hope that somewhere there could be a creature who could love me.
Kellyn Roth
#75. She and I are as far apart as the stars in the sky and the soles of my feet." Detective Sean Ryan ~Deception on Sable Hill by Shelley Gray
Shelley Gray
#76. For the first time in years, I have vivid dreams, vivid enough to count the stars and the number of ripples in the sea.
Brittany Weekley
#77. To those of you who are enslaved by your past, may my story set you free. For youth is innocent and its beauty is to always be cherished.
Nancy B. Brewer
#78. I've never met anyone as kind as you are, except me Mum, o' course." --Benjamin Trimmel to Lady Alexandra.
Lisa M. Prysock
#79. Thorne looked to the woolly beast at his [Bram's] knee and and cocked a brow. "You seem to have acquired a lamb, my lord."
"The lamb goes home tomorrow."
"And if he doesn't?"
"He's dinner.
Tessa Dare
#80. It's history as it should have happened. It's history made better.
R.A. McCandless
#81. Yes, my boy, you are indeed much faster, bigger, and stronger than me and an altogether superior speciman of God's creation, but I have seen your like before. Only one of us can be master, and it won't be you.
Emery Lee
#83. Two people, one city, different times; connected by a memoir. Can love exist in a city destined for decades of misery?
Ahmad Ardalan
#84. He is dressed in a long, white robe and in his hand is a white cap. I draw up as he passes down the hall; he does not see me. Shortly I hear a horse leaving. There is much I do not know about him, but tonight I know one of his secrets. He is a midnight rider.
Nancy B. Brewer
#86. The throbbing shimmy spread through my hips and thighs. I could have sworn my body started to glow as if light were shooting from my fingertips and each strand of hair.
Kimberley Griffiths Little
#89. Our lover is the sun, and we the stars forever floating in their glow. We push and push, yearning for our sun's rays to reach out and touch us for just a moment in time ... one second-glance to warm our spirits and soothe our aching hearts.
Katlyn Charlesworth
#90. My love for you won't stop with my leaving. Come an evening over the years, when you step outside your door and hear the wind blowing through the cottonwoods, that'll be me, thinking of you, whispering your name, and loving you.
Penelope Williamson
#91. All of them. Fated to love in vain.
Anne Rouen
#92. Sonetimes the hardest person to forgive is yourself.
Sarah Sundin
#93. A warrior becomes experienced by being defeated; a scholar by making mistakes. Defeat and mistakes we have left in the past, he said.
Elaine Marolakos Edelson
#94. The pages that follow will be our journey of the life we built together here in Concord, North Carolina. These pages will reveal fragments from the past and events that occurred along the way.
Nancy B. Brewer
#95. Sea and land may lie between us, but my heart is always there with you.
Nancy B. Brewer
#96. It proved what he had always instinctively known.
Love is Forever.
Anne Rouen
#97. Identity was partly heritage, partly upbringing, but mostly the choices you make in life."
Patricia Briggs.
Demetra Angelis Foustanellas
#98. I've been typed as historical fiction, historical women's fiction, historical mystery, historical chick lit, historical romance - all for the same book.
Lauren Willig
#99. Like the magnolia tree,
She bends with the wind,
Trials and tribulation may weather her,
Yet, after the storm her beauty blooms,
See her standing there, like steel,
With her roots forever buried,
Deep in her Southern soil.
Nancy B. Brewer
#100. I studied how to use the clothes washer. The handy instructions on the lid helped; so did the box of suds. It instructed me to separate the whites from the coloreds. Laundry will be the last American institution to desegregate.
Huston Piner
