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“You should be thankful that dark colors suit you. Not everyone wears black well." "Why, Lady Olivia, is that a compliment?" "Not so much as a compliment to you as an insult to everyone else," she assured him. "Thanks heaven for that. I don't think I would know how to conduct myself in a world in which you offered compliments.”

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Julia Quinn

Julia Quinn is a renowned British author known for her romance novels. Born in 1970, she began writing in 1992 and has since published numerous best-selling books. Quinn's works are typically set in 18th-century England and tell a series of romantic love stories. more

“Why do they make things so complicated?" "So that those who have the responsibility for understanding can understand.," he said. "Imagine if everyone went around transforming lead into gold. Gold would lose its value." "It's those who are persistent, and willing to study things deeply, who achieve the Master Work.”

Ifs Said Values Understanding Loses Responsibility Study Imagine Achieve Willing Masters Gold Complicated Persistent Transforming

Author:Paulo Coelho

“A hand landed on his shoulder like an anvil. “How’d you like to stay for dinner?” Butch looked up. The guy was wearing a baseball cap and had some kind of marking—was that a tattoo, on his face? “How’d you like to be dinner?” said another one, who looked like some kind of model.”

Kind Said Hands Faces Guy Models Baseball Dinner Shoulders Tattoo Caps Anvils Baseball Caps

Book:J.R. Ward The Black Dagger Brotherhood Novels 1-4

Source: J.R. Ward The Black Dagger Brotherhood Novels 1-4

“Demon Pox, oh, Demon Pox Just how is it acquired? One must first go to the bad part of town Until one is very tired Demon Pox, oh, Demon Pox I had it all along- No, not the pox, you foolish blocks I meant this very song- For i was right, and you were wrong!”

Firsts Song Towns Tired Foolish Block Demon Pox Demon Pox

Author:Cassandra Clare

“Man, you cannot be real," the human said softly. "Why not?" "You just can't." She laughed a little. "Well, I am." He cleared his throat again. Offered her a lopsided grin. "Mind if I ask you to prove it?" "How?" "Can I touch your hair?”