Elizabeth knew it was a fast day, but the rumbling in her belly was harder to ignore than the grumbling of the preacher.
It is seldom in life that one knows that a coming event is to be of crucial importance.
A woman with opinions had better develop a thick skin and a loud voice.
Richard looked at the bow-tips that twinkled in the sun, the arrows being slowly notched and pointing down the field at him. He flung his head back and dug the golden spurs of knighthood into his hors...
Cease, daughter! said the priest at last in a trembling voice. I cannot grant absolution, no priest could...
Fear, the devil’s holy water
Truth is naturally universal...and shines into many different windows, though many are clouded.
I only know that from wherever it is that we're going there can be no turning back
Miranda looked up at him through a haze of desire, her will consumed by a fierce crackling heat, just like the dry twigs of the old woman's fire.
Her lips were drawn to his like a moth to a flame.
Truly a wife is God’s gift.
He wasn't strong. He was weak. The weakest thing in the world. A man who lives only for himself
Self-preservation is the first and strongest law of nature
You’re in my blood, in my bones, and in my heart there is naught but you.
Always we live on islands of one kind or another
You’ve read some of my stuff? he asked eagerly, adding with bitterness, ‘The Raven,’ I suppose. Such fame as I have appears to rest entirely on the plumage of that gloomy bird.
Mistress Allen was only an ordinary provincial manor lady, bent on nothing more sinister than retrieving money of which she felt defrauded, and in the process either quarreling with or using people.
Miranda was shocked to hear Nicholas speak of slavery in glowing terms, as an efficient agricultural system. This wasn't the South! Yet as she surveyed her employer's strong dark profile in secret fro...
Elizabeth squirmed on the hard wooden bench, and tried to ignore both her sore backside and her rumbling stomach. Why did the minister's sermons last so long? And why did the talk of sin always give h...
There was no such thing as pure happiness. How many years it took to learn that! Always some dark fretted thing which unbalanced the ease one had laboriously found.
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