“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?"Floote raised a tentative hand."Ah, yes, thank you, Floote.""There is also M...”

“There was a pleasantness to the air and a spirit about the town that did not come from its color, but from some inner, tasty citrus quality. It made Alexia wonder fancifully if cities could have so...”

“Having delivered the expected daily miracle, Floote stood in his usual stance and warily watched the Templars work.”

“It had taken her a good deal of time before she believed that she was worth all that fierce affection he lavished upon her. To have it stolen away unjustly was that much more cruel.”

“His eyes are peculiar. There is nothing in them, like an eclair without the cream filling. It's wrong, lack of cream.”

“Most girls recently out of finishing school are like souffls: puffed up, not very substantial inside, and prone to collapsing at the slightest provocation.”

“How ghastly for her, people actually thinking, with their brains, and right next door. Oh, the travesty of it all.”

“There was a pleasantness to the air and a spirit about the town that did not come from its color, but from some inner, tasty citrus quality. It made Alexia wonder fancifully if cities could have so...”

“The Earl of Woolsey was indeed completely nude. He did not seem particularly perturbed by this fact, but Miss Tarabotti felt the sudden need to close her eyes tight and think about asparagus or som...”

“Nature provides exceptions to every rule.”

“A rule without exceptions is an instrument capable of doing mischief to the innocent and bringing grief -- as well as injustice -- to those who should gain exemptions from the rule's functioning.”

“What do you think? Overkill?""I don't believe there is any such thing.But in this case, 'yes, overkill.”

“Sometimes I feel like we're a knot, too tangled to be taken apart.”

“Memories of lost love they do enpain,Fleeting images of what once was never again to gain.Hold tight those memories that slip through the mind, To walk in those fields again with hera dream divi...”

“As she left the cold arena Angel had to laugh,Beaten by that of a wisp girl and her subliming cunning craft.Jove lay silent in his orbit; brooding, deep, dreamless forweep,And faithful dog Sirius r...”