Mary Balogh Quotes

Tonight he would do anything in the world for her.Tomorrow he would begin to set her free.

Nothing is permanently perfect. But there are perfect moments and the will to choose what will bring about more perfect moments.

I do believe in fate, Anne-not the blind fate that gives one no freedom of choice, but a fate that sets down a pattern for each of our lives and gives us choices, numerous choices, by which to find th...

We are made up of everything we have ever been, Percy. It is the joy and the pain of our individuality. There are no two of us the same.

Every moment is a moment of decision, and every moment turns us inexorably in the direction of the rest of our lives.

Future indifferences is no consolation for present pain.

And infatuated be damned. He was near to being blinded by his attraction to her. He was in love, damn it all. He disliked her, he resented her, he disapproved of almost everything about her, yet he wa...

I can be hurt, she said, only by people I respect.

Was there to be some healing after all?Was healing possible when grave damage had been done?Was wholeness possible when one had been horribly maimed.

By the time she had finished, her hand was in Elizabeth's firm clasp again. Her touch was strangely comforting—a woman's touch signifying a woman's sympathy. Elizabeth would understand what it would b...

There was many a slip twixt cup and lip.

I'm terrified that I will never be able to put him from my mind. I don't love him but I'm afraid that he will make it impossible for me ever to love anyone else.

There is nothing worse, is there, she said, than a past that has never been fully dealt with. One can convince oneself, that it is all safely in the past and forgotten about, but the very fact that we...

It was the challenge of life too, was it not? People could never be fully understood. They were ever changing, different people at different times and under different circumstances and influences. And...

Maybe they do not have a breaking point. But even if they do, do you care, Abby?

Life is fraught with risks,

Painting for him, she had realized then, was neither a hobby nor just a way of earning a living. It was a passion and a compulsion. In a certain sense it was who he was. She envied him. She had never...

I would be consumed by you,' she said, and blinked her eyes furiously when she felt them fill with tears. 'You would sap all the energy and all the joy from me. You would put out all the fire of my vi...

I do not understand dalliance, Lord Ponsonby. But you are d-drawn to it, Mrs. Keeping.

Now was the time for now. Now was one of those rare and precious moments with which one was gifted from time to time. That was all it was. A moment. But it was one to be enjoyed to the full while it l...