All Gail Carriger Quotes
- A vampire, like a lady, never reveals his true age. Age
- Lord Maccon was built like a brick outhouse, with opinions twice as unmoving and often equally full of crap. Brick
- How was I to know idiocy was only a temporary condition, especially in your case? It never has been before! Been
- Who doesn’t want an exploding wicker chicken? Chicken
- I suspect it may be like the difference between a drinker and an alcoholic; the one merely reads books, the other needs books to make… Alcoholic
- Lord Akeldama did so love to know all the gossip about the mundane world, but it was in the manner of a cat amusing himself… Akeldama
- The duke contents himself mainly with attempting to rule the world and other suchlike nonsense. When one is guiding the patterns of the social universe,… Attempting
- I may be a werewolf and Scottish, but despite what you may have read about both, we are not cads! Both
- Alexia figured, delightedly, that this meant he did, in fact, tend to traipse around his private apartments in the altogether. Marriage was becoming more and… Alexia
- The ill-informed masses included her own family among their ranks, a family that specialized in being both inconvenient and asinine. Among
- Alexia suspected Lord Maccon's handling was a tad more than was strictly called for under the circumstances, but she secretly enjoyed the sensation. After all,… Advantage
- He was so very large and so very gruff that he rather terrified her, but he always behaved correctly in public, and there was a… Always Behaved
- He is clearly bookish. I did not follow a single word of their conversation at dinner last night, not one jot of it. He must… Bookish
- Miss Tarabotti was not one of life's milk-water misses--in fact, quite the opposite. Many a gentleman had likened his first meeting with her to downing… Apt
- Highland werewolves had a reputation for doing atrocious and highly unwarranted *things*, like wearing smoking jackets to the dinner table. Atrocious
- Cats were not, in her experience, an animal with much soul. Prosaic, practical little creatures as a general rule. It would suit her very well… Animal
- Madame Lefoux accepted a cup of tea and sat on another little settee, next to the relocated calico cat. The cat clearly believed Madame Lefoux… Accepted
- How ghastly for her, people actually thinking, with their brains, and right next door. Oh, the travesty of it all. Actually Thinking
- They decided the mummy would be unwrapped, for the titillation of the ladies, just after dinner. Decided
- Madame Lefoux shrugged. "I do not know about that, my lady. I mean to say, one's life is one thing; one's technology is an entirely… Different Matter
- I mean to say, really, I am near to developing a neurosis - is there anyone around who doesn't want to study or kill me?"… Ah
- You are about as covert as a sledgehammer. Covert
- I have died and gone to the land of bad novels. Bad
- His eyes are peculiar. There is nothing in them, like an eclair without the cream filling. It's wrong, lack of cream. Cream
- Lyall understood a broken heart, but it could not be allowed to rumple perfectly good shirtwaists. Allowed