After you married, Crispin, she said, my heart was broken. I will not deny it. But I did not slip into a… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
All is artifice in my world, Constantine. Even me. Especially me. He taught me to be a duchess, to be an impregnable… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
There is nothing worse, is there," she said, "than a past that has never been fully dealt with. One can convince oneself,… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
And yet day and night meet fleetingly at twilight and dawn," he said, lowering his voice again and narrowing his eyes and… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
I am not sure what lonliness is," she said. "If it is not literally being solitary, is it the fear of solitude,… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
I am free, you see," she said, "to love or to withhold love. Love and dependence need no longer be the same… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
I wish," he said, "I had known at eighteen what I know now - that there are some things on which one… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
Love does not last forever, then?" "He asked me the same thing this morning," she said. "No, it does not - not… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
I would be consumed by you,' she said, and blinked her eyes furiously when she felt them fill with tears. 'You would… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“Why is it," she asked, snuggling closer, "that I so often imagine myself running away and running free?” — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“Ah, but dreams cannot be captured with promises," he said. "Like water, they elude our grasp. But water is the staff of life. I… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“What sort of man could you love for a lifetime?" he asked her. She was silent for a while. He guessed that she was… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“Sometimes children do not realize by how fragile a thread their security hangs. Perhaps it is as well they do not - most of… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“Would she be able to bear never seeing him again? Never in this life?” — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“Sometimes love was to be grasped in any form and in any manner it was offered. And sometimes love must be given in the… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“When we last out at ourselves for having lost control, we are reminded that we never can be in total control, that all life… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“This is your home,’ he said. ‘You are mistress of Finchley Park, Vanessa. You may do whatever you wish.’ Her smile broadened. ‘Within reason,’… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
“She bit her lower lip hard and blinked her eyes. There was such wistfulness and longing in his voice. Oh, she was going to… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
