And in my private life I prefer not to pass myself off as what I'm not (Daniel Brennan) — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
If you never put your life in someone else's hands, then you can't really expect them to put theirs in yours. In… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Life is like an overgrown garden. You can spend your time cursing the weeds, or you can work to pull them out.… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“It ain’t what you think, m’lady,” Samuel hastened to say. “I would have retuned the purse before the carriage drove off, truly… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You were just too young. And in the wrong place at the wrong time in my life." "A likely excuse. I haven't… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Every person, young or old, risks the possibility of their life not turning out as planned. Especially when it comes to marriage.… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Her eyes began to shimmer with tears. “You . . . you love me?” His heart seemed permanently lodged in his throat.… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
The best time to write is when your life is in the toilet. Writing offers an escape from your problems, so if… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“The best way to honor the dead was by making their passing useful to the living.” — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
No disease is more dangerous than a bad husband, for if a woman catches that Pox, she'll languish from it her entire… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“He took a steadying breath. "You see, I'd always thought of life as a series of target practices. A man had to… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You were right to come to me with this." She smiled at him then, the first smile she'd ever given him. It… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Wait, were you eavesdropping on my conversation with the duke? That's very rude." "Is it? Half of the plays in the world contain eavesdropping.… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“I merely don't like drafts, or servants falling and breaking their ankles, making them incapable of serving me." "I understand completely." Her gaze held… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“So, Byrne, did you and Christabel get lost on the way down? Perhaps we should send you a floor plan for next time. The… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“I wish you'd tell the truth, but since I know that isn't preferable--" "The truth is always preferable, my dear. It's just not always… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
The man is always the last to know when Cupid has struck him -Anonymous, Memoirs of a Mistress — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Listen carefully, and don’t panic.” With his eyes still on that wretched spot behind her, he slid his right hand slowly to the hilt… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“It’s wonderful,” he choked out. “Absolutely wonderful.” He smoothed his hand over her belly. “I can’t imagine anything better than having a child with… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
The best time to write is when your life is in the toilet. Writing offers an escape from your problems, so if you force… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“That’s all she cared about—protecting her brother, who was probably some fop with a lame sword hand and a fear of pistols!” — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“You won’t try to kiss me again?” “Given your method for handling that problem? No. I don’t particularly like pain.” — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Suddenly he spotted Gran deep in conversation with Kitty’s closest friend, and relief coursed through him. Gran would squelch the tale at once. And… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
“Then he happened to glance at the viscount, and his blood stilled. The viscount’s eyes followed Celia’s every move, and his finger kept stroking… — Sabrina Jeffries Copy Share Image
