You may have married her, but she is mine. Do you think I shall let you take her? She may be ten times your wife, but, by God, you shall never have her.

Only trust me! You have fallen into a fit of despondency and there is not the least need! In fact, nothing could be more fatal, in any predicament! It encourages one to suppose that there...

Pray, what’s the nature of his trouble?” Prudence asked solicitously.”Oh, cursed bad news, my boy. That old aunt of his from whom he has expectations has rallied, and they say she’ll last another ten years....

The poor fellow has nothing to say: he’s dead, alas!

Has no one ever told you that it is the height of impropriety to kiss any gentleman, unless you have the intention of accompanying him immediately to the altar?

I’m really not quite as frippery a fellow as you seem to think! I own that in my grasstime I committed a great many follies and extravagances, but, believe me, I’ve long since out-grown them!...

But where is my son? Where is the beautiful Miss Merriot?

Well, you don’t need my help for that, my dear boy!” said Sir Horace, settling himself more comfortably in his chair.

If you imagine that I have the smallest desire to receive your hand as a reward for having performed a difficult task to your satisfaction you’re beside the bridge, my child! I’ve no fancy for...

Eccentricity may be diverting, Mama, but it is out of place in a wife: certainly in my wife!

He would not object, he said, to accepting a post as a librarian. But as Cecilia was unable to imagine that her father or her brother would feel any marked degree of satisfaction in giving...

You would more probably have gone to the guillotine,’ replied Sir Tristram, depressingly matter of fact.’Yes, that is quite true,’ agreed Eustacie. ‘We used to talk of it, my cousin Henriette and I. We made...

[He was aware] of the value of the word of praise dropped at exactly the right moment; and he would have thought himself extremely stupid to withhold what cost him so little and was productive...

You’re only a man! You’ve not our gifts! I can tell you! Why, a woman can think of a hundred different things at once, all them contradictory!

I liked that young man, did not you? There was something particularly pleasing about his manners, which I thought very easy and frank. He has an air of honest manliness, too, which, in these days...

His attention caught, her companion raised his eyes from the book which lay open beside him on the table and directed them upon her in a look of aloof enquiry. ‘What’s that? Did you say...

You will allow that one’s curiosity must be aroused when one learns that a lady is prepared to elope to escape from advances one had not the least intention of making!

I have seen what comes of being patient,” Amanda said with a boding look. “And I have no opinion of it.””What does come of it?” Inquired Sir Gareth.”Nothing!

My house seems remarkably full of people,” he observed. “Is it possible we were expected.

As soon as one promises not to do something, it becomes the one thing above all others that one most wishes to do.

Don’t worry. Chivalry has practically no appeal for me whatsoever. — Neville Fletcher

And that reminds me, Mama! I have just intercepted another of that puppy’s floral offerings to my sister. This billet was attached to it.” (Charles)

Then Frederica went towards him, holding out her hand, and he raised his eyes from Felix’s eager countenance, and smiled at her, causing Mr. Moreton to suffer a shock. It was not at all the...

The Viscount stepped into the room. “Came to see if you was dead,” he said. “Laid Pom odds you weren’t.”Lethbridge passed his hand across his eyes. “I’m not,” he replied in a faint voice.”No. I’m...

My lord said, amongst other things, that he did not propose to burden the doctor with the details of his genealogy. He consigned the doctor and all his works, severally and comprehensively described, to hell,...

Nothing doing. I’ve no doubt you think I should look noble as a sacrifice. But I’ve never wanted to look noble, and I won’t be made to. — Neville Fletcher

M’sieur, I am as a slave to my wife.” He kissed the tips of his fingers. “I am as the dirt beneath her feet.” He clasped his hands. “I must bestow on her all that...

Well, you have the right to make a sacrifice of yourself, but I’ll be damned if I’ll let you sacrifice me!

The more enchanted the idyll, greater must be the pain of its ending.

You have a genius for bringing trouble upon yourself

You wrong me! I do, sometimes—not frequently, of course, but every now and then!

Don’t you dare call me arrogant!If ever I had any at all-which I deny!- how much could I possibly have left after having been ridden over rough-shod by you and Thomas, do you imagine?

Now I know! I am in love!

The charm of your society, My Sparrow, lies in not knowing what will you say next – though one rapidly learns to fear the worst!

I wish you did return my regard,” he said. “More than I have ever wished anything in my life! Perhaps you may yet learn to do so: I should warn you that I don’t easily...

You know what I think? Fate! That’s what it is fate! There’s a thing that comes after a fellow:got a name,but I forgot what it is. Creeps up behind him, and puts him in the...

Let me tell you, my girl, that I’m swallowing no more of your insults! And if I hear another word from you in disparagement of the Corinthian set it will be very much the worse...

It was growing late, and though one might stand on the brink of a deep chasm of disaster, one was still obliged to dress for dinner.

…Gentlemen don’t understand anything, however wise they may be.

O God, I love you to the edge of madness, Venetia, but I’m not mad yet–not so mad that I don’t know how disastrous it might be to you–to us both! You don’t realize what...

My God, Justin, do you hate him so?””Bah!” said his Grace…”does one hate an adder? Because it is venomous and loathsome one crushes it underfoot, as I shall crush this Comte.

There is nothing so mortifying as to fall in love with someone who does not share one’s sentiments.

Well, it is very odd of you to threaten to throw your friends out of the window, I must say,” remarked Juliana.He smiled. “Not at all. It is only my friends that I would throw...

Do you know, I think that of all your idiosyncrasies that choke you give, when you are determined not to laugh, is the one that most enchants me.

My heart aches for you! But don’t despair! I am persuaded you will come about! Recollect what the poet says! I’m not sure which poet, but very likely it was Shakespeare, because it generally is,...

You will like her,” he persisted. “Egad, she’s after your own heart, maman! She shot me in the arm.””Voyons, do you think that is what I like?

I remember only what interests me.

The Reverend William Trent, whose mind was of a serious order, had several times warned his elder sister that too lively a sense of humour frequently led to laxity of principle. She now perceived how...