Quote by Mary Balogh Download Open image ““for a rest.” Freyja uttered her peculiar derisive snort”” — Mary Balogh ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“I don't mean to mock the gods, but Freyja seems to me a bitch. - Hjalti Skjeggjason” — Robert Ferguson Copy Share Image
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“Why is it," she asked, snuggling closer, "that I so often imagine myself running away and running free?” — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
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“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
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“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
