“And I served as an officer in the army.” “Very impressive. I’ve been told that war is boredom interspersed with violence and… — Julie Anne Long Peace Copy Share Image
“She settled upon the hound. She met its brown eyes. It blinked slowly in what she liked to think was sympathy. Neither… — Julie Anne Long Brown eyes Copy Share Image
“So she was to be savagely heartbroken and then poisoned by one of their cook’s noxious herbal brews in the space of… — Julie Anne Long Dante Copy Share Image
“How had she ever thought his blue eyes placid as a lake? But there was untold power in any water: to buoy,… — Julie Anne Long Copy Share Image
“He stared in something like disbelief. He'd seen a man convulse after being struck by a bolt of lighting once. Watching the… — Julie Anne Long Copy Share Image
“imagine the ton would leap from London Bridge if the marquess did it first. Mind you, he’d land on a cart carrying… — Julie Anne Long Copy Share Image
“Poetry was a barrier against raw emotions. It distilled them into bearable music, allowed one to accommodate them a little at a… — Julie Anne Long Emotions Copy Share Image
“Vicars, he often thought, are essentially God’s lawyers on the earth. Interpreters of the law, the finders of nuance, sifters through rationalizations… — Julie Anne Long Lawyer Copy Share Image
“He supposed it would be considered pastoral-there were trees clustered in a meadow, with two muscular black cows and two improbably fluffy… — Julie Anne Long Copy Share Image
“Furthermore—” “There’s a ‘furthermore’?” His voice was utterly inflectionless. “—I’m not a child. I’m a lady born of one of England’s finest… — Julie Anne Long Family Copy Share Image
“What are your pleasures and pursuits, Lord Moncrieffe?" Miss Eversea asked too brightly, when the silence had gone on for more than… — Julie Anne Long Copy Share Image
“Why are you holding a knife?” he asked, mimicking her tone. Shock blurred her vision. The ease had gone out of his… — Julie Anne Long Dreams Copy Share Image
“She didn't usually mind being just a bit in over her head. She generally flailed like a becalmed ship, irritable and purposeless… — Julie Anne Long Heart Copy Share Image
“Did that kiss nearly destroy the memory of all other kisses, and become the benchmark against which all future kisses would be… — Julie Anne Long Kiss Copy Share Image
“but the pain was old to him, and somehow it had become a part of him. He could bear it and speak… — Julie Anne Long Pain Copy Share Image
