“Her Majesty Victoria, by the Grace of God, of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland Queen, Defender of the Faith, had a lamp shade on her head. Again.” — Y.S. Lee Copy Share Image
“He smiled. "I suppose I thought we'd have a madly impractical, terrifyingly modern sort of marriage. One based on love. Not to mention dangerous undertakings and hair's-breadth escapes from burning buildings, high ledges and exploding sewers." "And bickering." "Always that, yes." "Assuming I want to marry at all." "True. I know of no good way of forcing you to do… — Y.S. Lee Copy Share
“For several moments, Mary couldn't hear anything over the violent pounding of her pulse.” — Y.S. Lee Copy Share Image
“My dearest Mary, Both my words and my conduct at our last meeting were ungentlemanly - born of haste and high emotion, rather than friendship and good judgement - and yet I cannot find it within me to apologize. I am glad I kissed you; glad to have revelled in your scent, your taste, the touch of your hands; glad,… — Y.S. Lee Copy Share
“He laughed, then became serious once more. "Mary……" The expression in his eyes set her heart pounding. "Yes?" Twice he began to frame a… — y.s. lee Copy Share Image
“He looked at her for a moment, amazed. "How did you know that? How can a servant girl like you understand so much?" Because… — Y.S. Lee Copy Share Image
“Her Majesty Victoria, by the Grace of God, of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland Queen, Defender of the Faith, had a… — Y.S. Lee Copy Share Image
“Read as widely and as deeply as you can. You have to be a reader before you can be a writer.” — Y.S. Lee Copy Share Image
“Calmly, slowly, she reached behind with her left hand and came up against — yes, fabric. Fine linen, to be precise. So far, so… — Y.S. Lee Copy Share Image
“She hesitated for a moment longer, then tentatively placed her fingers in his. Her hand was hot and dry and so fragile-seeming that James… — Y.S. Lee Copy Share Image
“I’m so sorry. I don’t think the etiquette manuals cover this sort of situation.” He leaned in close, his lips all but grazing her… — Y.S. Lee Copy Share Image
