593 Quotes by Gail Carriger

Could that technique, she wondered, be legitimately referred to as a “parassault”?

In all her fourteen long years, she had never stayed stationary and uninvolved in anything.

His eyes are peculiar. There is nothing in them, like an eclair without the cream filling. It’s wrong, lack of cream.

This is madness. Oh, well.

I have died and gone to the land of bad novels,” was Squire Loontwill’s response. “I am ill-equipped to cope with such an occurrence.

A ball, at last!” Dimity Plumleigh-Teignmott sank back into her chair in delight.

Even Alexia, spinster that she was, was given an allowance large enough to dress her to the height of fashion – although she did tend to stick to trends a little too precisely. The poor thing could not help it. Her choice of clothing simply lacked soul.

Lord Akeldama never did anything by halves, especially if he might double it at three times the expense.

Alexia was rather strapping. He preferred her that way. Undersized women reminded him of yippy dogs.