593 Quotes by Gail Carriger

I hate missing everything. That’s why I want to marry well and be a grand lady. Then I can host all the parties, all the time, and see everything that is going on always. How can you stand not knowing?

I like fish,” chirruped Tunstell. Felicity drew his attention immediately back to herself. “Really, Mr. Tunstell? What is your preferred breed?” “Well” – Tunstell hesitated – “you know, the um, ones that” – he made a swooping motion with both hands – “uh, swim.

Torture?” Primrose’s tone was thoughtful. “Cold tea?” “German poetry.” Percy reached to a shelf and offered up an unpleasantly fat leather-bound volume. Rue was arrested. “There’s such a thing as German poetry?” Primrose nodded seriously. “Yes. Save yourself.

All were annoyed with life, except, of course, those who were dead. The werewolves stacked them neatly in three piles – dead, not dead, and snack-sized.

Fifteen minutes later, what she got was the most remarkable thing she had ever seen in her life. And Rue had once witnessed a whole party of American tourists actually refuse to drink tea, in a London teahouse, so that’s saying something. The.

So this pesto I enjoy so much is really an infamous Italian antisupernatural weapon?

I must send a beard to rescue a mustache!

The other gentleman was Lord Akeldama – an undersized absurdity, all pompadour and no circumstance. He sported a monocle he didn’t need, an accent not his own, and an attitude forever tempting disregard. He was also the deadliest creature Preshea knew.

Footnote, tail high, led the way in that manner of cats which is one part banner-waving herald and one part attempted murder by tripping. Cats in hallways – escort meets assassination attempt.