“Such kindness wasn't a gift but a goad, scraping against one's skin like a yoke of thorns. She would have preferred him stiff, defensive, even offensive.” MenLoveKindnessPrideGoad Book:The Betrayal of the Blood Lily Source: The Betrayal of the Blood Lily
“She could only hold on to her husband with both hands and promise herself that the best way to keep someone was to let him go.” LoveLost LoveUnrequited LoveLosing Someone Book:The English Wife Source: The English Wife
“If not hatred," put in her brother-in-law as the path broadened so that they could walk all abreast, "what of love?" Out of the corner of her eye, Mary saw her sister and brother-in-law exchange a sickeningly speaking glance. "Hmph," was Mrs. Fustian's eloquent opinion on that subject. For the first time that evening, Mary found herself in perfect agreement with her. "Good enough for shepherdesses, but not at all the thing for civilized folks. Love is a severely destabilizing emotion. Look at Paris," she finished, as though that said it all. "The city, or the Greek?" inquired Letty in a tone of suppressed laughter, her arm twined possessively through her husband's. "Either!" declared Mrs. Fustian.” LoveNewlywedsMiss GwenGeoffrey Pinchingdale SnipeLetty Pinchingdale SnipeMary Alsworthy Book:The Seduction of the Crimson Rose Source: The Seduction of the Crimson Rose
