593 Quotes by Gail Carriger

Lord Maccon was built like a brick outhouse, with opinions twice as unmoving and often equally full of crap.

I have died and gone to the land of bad novels.

Conall,” “Aye, Alexia?” He looked up at her. Was that fear in his caramel eyes? “I am going to take advantage of you,” she said

Uh, my lord, I am not actually food. You do realize this, yes?

Lyall understood a broken heart, but it could not be allowed to rumple perfectly good shirtwaists.

What’s wrong with you? Are you ill? I forbid you to be ill, wife.

Stop playing verbal games with me, madam, or I shall go out into that ballroom, find your mother, and bring her here

She moved with such purpose it was as though she walked with exclamation marks.

Classic author moment, "Oh dear, did I kill that character or not?