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“Remember that the threads of your ambition must be anchored in the real world. We know from “The Discourses,” a ruler must be both a lion and a fox, relying on both strength and cunning to navigate the treacherous terrain of power. Be prepared to adapt your strategies as circumstances dictate, and never shy away from employing deception or ruthlessness when they serve your cause.”

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Book:Machiavellian Dreams: A Manual
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“Whoa! At least let me leave first!” “But then you couldn’t witness my epic state of sexiness.” Shirtless, Kino flashed another of those killer grins to double up the impact. Had she ever seen so many muscles on one torso? He carried it all so well. What's worse, he was far from a meathead, adding to the overall attraction. “I knew she wouldn’t be able to resist. Look, she's drooling.” “Am not!” Her hand flew to her mouth. “You had to check, though.”

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Book:The Scribemaster Chronicles
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“I suppose. They call me ‘The Sword Arm of the Prime’, but I wouldn’t put much store in such things. They also call me a whore and a murderer… and once, once I was called ugly.” He hissed it like the word could ever be true. Beauty wasn’t everything, but whoever said that to him was obviously angry at the mischievous guy for something. It was so far from the truth it was a sin.”

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Book:The Scribemaster Chronicles
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“Yet each flower, each twig, each pebble, shines as though illuminated from within, as once before, on her first day in the Garden. It’s the stress, it’s the adrenalin, it’s a chemical effect: she knows this well enough. But why is it built in? she thinks. Why are we designed to see the world as supremely beautiful just as we’re about to be snuffed? Do rabbits feel the same as the fox teeth bite down on their necks? Is it mercy?”

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Book:The Year Of The Flood
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“While in my presence, you will refrain from using such words. You are a woman of intelligence with a vast vocabulary. Use it. Without cursing.” “But cursing is way more fun.” She blinked innocently. The need to mess with him was a deliciously overwhelming urge almost as great as those other urges. She was annoyed at him and herself. “It’s just so fucking great!”

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Book:The Scribemaster Chronicles
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“In the case of Leo, however, Beatrix assured Christopher that in spite of his sharp tongue, Leo was a caring and loyal brother. "You'll come to like him very well," she said. "But it's no surprise that you feel more comfortable around Cam- you're both foxes." "Foxes?" Christopher had repeated, amused. "Yes. I can always tell what kind of animal a person would be. Foxes are hunters, but they don't rely on brute strength. They're subtle and clever. Fond of outwitting others. And although they sometimes travel far, they always like to come back to a snug, safe home." "I suppose Leo is a lion," Christopher said dryly. "Oh, yes. Dramatic, demonstrative, and he hates being ignored. And sometimes he'll take a swipe at you. But beneath the sharp claws and the growls, he's still a cat." "What animal are you?" "A ferret. We can't help collecting things. When we're awake, we're very busy, but we also like to be still for long periods." She grinned at him. "And ferrets are very affectionate.”

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Book:Love in the Afternoon
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“What do you suppose has happened to Captain Phelan?" Beatrix's older sister Amelia asked, after he had gone missing for three days. "From what I remember of the man, he was a social fellow who would have adored being the center of so much attention." "He's gaining even more attention by his absence," Cam pointed out. "He doesn't want attention," Beatrix couldn't resist saying. "He's run to ground." Cam lifted a dark brow, looking amused. "Like a fox?" he asked. "Yes. Foxes are wily. Even when they seem to head directly away from their goal, they always turn and make it good at the last." Beatrix hesitated, her gaze distant as she stared through the nearby window, at the forest shadowed by a harsh and backward spring... too much easterly wind, too much rain. "Captain Phelan wants to come home. But he'll stay aground until the hounds stop drawing from him." She was quiet and contemplative after that, while Cam and Amelia continued to talk. It was only her imagination... but she had the curious feeling that Christopher Phelan was somewhere close by.”

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Book:Love in the Afternoon
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“They do that in Japan, you know. Rather a lot." "Poems to foxes?" "Perhaps, but I mean they're always tying white paper on strings around trees- it looks as though the trees have necklaces or garter belts. Are you sure your witch friend wasn't Japanese? Their spirit world is full of foxes. They are called kitsune, and some are divine and some are mischievous or wicked.”

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Book:The Garden Party: A Novel
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“The fox melted back into the shadows of the cave, but not before I sensed something terribly amiss about it, which jarred at my awareness like a toothache. "Emily," Rose murmured. I turned. Several more of the little vulpine Folk, perched upon a log on the bank--- for naturally they were Folk, like the one I'd observed briefly by the cottage; I felt irritated at myself for not realizing it before. Even at close range, they looked a great deal like foxes in all but their faces, which reminded me of a human infant, all overlarge eyes and small rosebud mouths. They might have been small children wearing costumes, but for the unnerving glint of very small, but very sharp teeth, and the wet, all-black of their eyes. They darted in and out of the meadow grass, which was riddled with foxholes, so quick it was difficult to ascertain their number, except that it was great.”

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Book:Emily Wilde’s Map of the Otherlands
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“Jacks reclined in a throne of ice as he glared down at a fox that looked more corporeal than ghost- all fluffy white fur, save for a circle of tawny surrounding one of its coal-dark eyes. He appeared horrified by the animal, as if it's adorableness might somehow soften some of his nasty edges. Evangeline wished it would as she stood back a little to watch, enjoying that for once, Jacks was the one in the uncomfortable position. He flinched when the creature nuzzled his scuffed boots. She laughed, finally drawing his attention. 'I think it likes you.' 'I don't know why,' Jacks scowled at the beast. It responded by affectionately licking the buckle at his ankle. Evangeline continued to smile. 'You should name it.' 'If I do that, it will think it's a pet.' Jacks words dripped with disgust, which only further convinced Evangeline this fox might be the best thing that had ever happened to this Fate. 'How about I name her for you? What do you think of Princess of the Fluffikins?' 'Don't ever say that again.”

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Book:Once Upon a Broken Heart
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