“I admit, that the brain does not govern the body as well as one might wish- else all men would be saints… — Meredith Duran Lust Copy Share Image
“My God, Leonora.” “I do not think He concerns Himself overmuch with such matters. He saves His attentions for judging us in… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“If we turn our backs on everything that came before, on the people we were, then they will haunt us, Jane. Honesty… — Meredith Duran Way forward Copy Share Image
“The sunny scene looked impossibly vivid, as though painted in primary colors by an artist who hadn’t yet learned how to shade;… — Meredith Duran Primary colors Copy Share Image
“Kinship is the work of coincidence, sweetheart. The only thing it truly engenders is proximity. And sometimes not even that, as plenty… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“There was skill and fluency in the way he kissed her, for this was a language, too. Her body was learning it” — Meredith Duran Language Copy Share Image
“A warm breeze scudded through the crowd, perfumed with celebration: burnt sugar, the sourness of beer, the warm, golden scent of hay.… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“Prepare for the worst, and pursue the fun: this was her philosophy” — Meredith Duran Philosophy Copy Share Image
“History remembered the villains even better than the saints.” — Meredith Duran History Copy Share Image
“You interest me,' he said, and his tone suggested this fact itself surprised him, meant something more to him than perhaps it… — Meredith Duran Life Copy Share Image
“She did not feel anything so boring as beautiful. She felt fierce.” — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“And here is *your* test of courage, Lord Rivenham: did memories of me ever trouble your sleep, or did the painted ladies… — Meredith Duran Courage Copy Share Image
“For God's sake, Gwen," he said gently. "What matter that I love you. That's not the bit that's always been missing." Her… — Meredith Duran Gamble Copy Share Image
“She had wanted wings, and now she was drifting, held together only by the pulsing perimeters of her skin. Even the floor… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“ “I love you,” she whispered. How horrifying, and how thrilling. It felt like a secret, a confession, a taunt: a dare… — Meredith Duran Love Copy Share Image
“Anyway,” she went on, “you must think the whole thing laughable. I am cared for, am I not? Provided with every luxury… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“Elizabeth is stumbling about the Stromonds' ballroom with all the grace of a baby elephant. Granted, she doesn't weigh much, but it… — Meredith Duran Copy Share Image
“There had seemed no other way to view her, not until that moment when he'd fallen from the window. Rude shock: running… — Meredith Duran Time Copy Share Image
