I'll be setting off just after the Angelus bell- at noon, I mean - should that suit your honors.
I'm afraid that my wife picked up a number of colorful expressions from the Yanks and such, Frank offered, with a nervous smile.True, I said, gritting my teeth as I wrapped a water-soaked napkin about...
Idleness would have seemed not only a sign of moral decay, but an affront to the natural order of things.
If he’s bound to risk his life, then it’s my job to see he gets the most return from his gambling.
If you’ll not let me be spiritual about it, you’ll have to put up wi’ my baser nature. I’m going to be a beast. He bit my neck. Do ye want me to be a horse, a bear, or a dog?
Ifs hover in the air above your head all the time when you’re doing surgery, like a cloud of gnats. For the most part, though, they keep a respectful distance, only buzzing dimly in the background. Do...
In bed, she said calmly. I want you to come to bed with me.
In this instance, the point of showing you the king’s funeral was primarily that it provided Lord John with his moment of enlightenment regarding Jamie’s motive for remaining at Helwater. Secondarily,...
It comes for two nights, three—rarely, four—and then it’s gone, and I don’t see it again for weeks, sometimes months. And then it comes again, and I am enchanted once more. He rolled onto his side in...
It doesna matter how many things ye do on a farm, there’s always more than ye can do. A wonder the place doesna rise up about my ears and swallow me, like Jonah and the whale.
It doesn’t matter what happens; no matter where a child goes—how far or how long. Even if it’s forever. You never lose them.
It hadn't occurred to him that if she had little else, it would be that much more important to Joan Findlay to cling to her one valuable possession-her pride.
It is easier to kill someone to save your own life than it is to hurt someone to save theirs.
It is not merely the relief of necessary urges, he added pointedly, turning his head to meet my eyes. There is true liking between us. I’m pleased to hear that, I murmured. He, er, he’s … I have no id...
It was going to be a bloody business, on both sides. He didn’t like the thought but didn’t shy away from it. It was war, and he was—once again—a soldier.
It was in a way a comforting idea; if there was all the time in the world, then the happening of a given moment became less important. I could see, perhaps, how one could draw back a little, seek some...
It was in kindness that the thought came to me now, whether it was truly spoken, or only called forth from my exhausted memory for what comfort the words might hold. Everyone makes choices, and no one...
It was not Monsieur Arouet, but a colleague of his—a lady novelist—who remarked to me once that writing novels was a cannibal’s art, in which one often mixed small portions of one’s friends and one’s...
It was only as the tension went out of her shoulders hat he noticed it had been there.
It's a bit undignified to get into, but it's verra easy to take offHow you get into it? I asked curiously.Well, ye lay it out on the ground, like this -he knelt, spreading the cloth so that it lined...
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