“Charity couldn't bring herself to cry on Lady Beddington's shoulder -- not until after she'd mopped up a plate or two of… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Sir Humphrey's stories about Africa made Charity feel exactly like one of his stuffed trophy heads -- lifeless and glassy eyed. The… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“When she was drinking his liquor and smoking his cigars, Charity couldn't help warming to Sir Humphrey. She almost forgot what a… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Charity felt crumpled and wrung out after her cry, like a sponge that had gone through a week of dishes. Of course… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Charity knew that she had to be up early in the morning. And she knew that a weepy, silly, ridiculously old-fashioned love… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Charity felt rather snoozy after the long sermon, and she was really very grateful when Reverend Meeps offered her a cup of… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Giving the rugged repairman the eye was one thing -- but Charity had no intention of snogging away a whole rainy afternoon… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Charity liked brandy. She liked the way it burned her throat while soothing the ache in her heart.” — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Charity knew there was nothing more coarse and common than an afternoon in bed with a total stranger -- but the lad… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Charity didn't mean to waste the entire afternoon. But her favorite daytime drama was on the telly. It was always the same,… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Charity knew she had to begin looking for a job soon. Definitely tomorrow, or the next day. Or perhaps the day after… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Why do these big old country houses always have family portraits in the dining room? Do you really want to eat with someone's gloomy… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
A rainy day is like a lovely gift -- you can sleep late and not feel guilty. — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Sex on a rainy afternoon is like getting all the gloom and wetness to go away for a while. And afterwards you don't even… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“It seemed awful that the only things she knew about him were those that made him miserable.” — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“You can't oversleep if you don't make plans to wake up early.” — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Charity couldn't bring herself to cry on Lady Beddington's shoulder -- not until after she'd mopped up a plate or two of spaghetti with… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Sir Humphrey looked like a sleepy old hippo -- and when he yawned in that big, big, hippopotamus way Charity couldn't help doing likewise.” — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
“Sir Humphrey's stories about Africa made Charity feel exactly like one of his stuffed trophy heads -- lifeless and glassy eyed. The only difference… — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
Holidays were invented so single women could overeat without feeling guilty. — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
You can't run from feelings, Charity. You have to face them. Otherwise your future will look just like your past. — Elizabeth Jane Howard Copy Share Image
