“We'll find a man whom you could love, Daisy. And hope that mutual affection will grow in time." A wry little smile… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Is that how you play?" Daisy asked breezily. "I just envision how I want the bowl to go, and then I roll… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
I'm not short," Daisy muttered. "Short women are never mysterious, or elegant, or pursued by handsome men. And they're always treated like… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
Daisy has a unique spirit. A warm and romantic nature. If she is forced into a loveless marriage, she will be devastated.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“I want to marry a man who has read the entire collected works of Shakespeare," Daisy said. "Someone quiet and romantic- better… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“You'll get wet," Daisy protested, glancing at his shirtsleeves and waistcoat. He began to laugh. "I'm not made of sugar." "Neither am… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Smiling wistfully at the thought of her beloved sister, Daisy felt a wave of loneliness sweep over her. She and Lillian had… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“One would never guess Daisy was a grown woman of twenty-two at this moment. Small, slim, and dark-haired, she still had the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Despite the sisters' pretend rivalry and occasional squabbles, they were each other's staunchest ally and closest friend. Few people in Lillian's life… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Give her a solid, practical name,' I told my wife when the child was born. Jane or Constance or something of the… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Daisy Bowman, Lillian's young sister, had an out-sized personality that belied her small, slight frame. Idealistic and possessed of a decidedly whimsical… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Although Daisy was still an innocent, she understood enough of sexual matters to be aware that one's body could respond to a… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“A shopgirl dressed in finery, speaking in cockney... it's like fingernails on slate." "Yes," Llandrindon said with a laugh. "Or like seeing… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“It was a popular belief in Victorian society that women, with their mercurial natures and lesser brains, could not have the same quality of… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
“Just don't ask me to stand up with you at the wedding, as I have no desire to be a hypocrite." "No, just an… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
“Why isn't it enough that I'm willing to submit to you?' Poppy asked, her own temper flaring. 'Why must I be eager to lie… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
“Then, as now, there were always girls who were overlooked and ignored by gentlemen who really should have known better.” — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
“You've always been a know-it-all. Well, you're about to find out how much you don't know." "Believe me," I muttered, "I'm the first one… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
One glance and I knew exactly who and what he was. The classic alpha male, the kind who had spurred evolution forward about five… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
I always counsel aspiring novelists that passion is the most important quality for a writer to possess - technique can be taught, but that… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
Sometimes you meet a really nice guy, but no matter how you try, you can’t seem to make yourself want him. But that’s not… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
“Risking a glance at the dignified young man beside her- what was his name?- Mr. Arthurson, Arterton?- Pandora decided to try her hand at… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
“You'll be my wife," he said inexorably. "You want to own me!" she accused, trying to crawl away from him. "Yes." He flung her… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
And then another letter had come from Christopher, so devastating that Amelia wondered how mere scratches of ink on paper could rip someone's soul… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
“You thought I was peculiar,” she said in a muffled voice. His mouth brushed the edge of her ear and settled against her neck.… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
A slow smile began on Gideon's face, and his blue eyes sparkled. With a shake of his head, he put his hand on his… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
“She felt tears slip from beneath her lashes, no matter how she tried to blink them back. Her heart was ablaze. It seemed that… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share
