405 Quotes by Georgette Heyer

He didn't choose between me and you, Julia: it was between me and ruin.

Read that!” commanded madame dramatically, and handed her a crumpled sheet of paper.It contained a brief message in Juliana’s sprawling characters: “My dear Tante, pray do not be in ataking, but I have gone with Vidal. I have No Time to write more, for I am in Desperate Haste.Juliana.”“But—but it is not possible!” stammered Léonie, growing quite pale

She had every intention of maintaining her punctilious civility, and might have done so had he not said, as he took his seat beside her in the carriage he had hired for the evening: ‘I wish I had ordered a hot brick to be provided.’ ‘Thank you, but there was not the least need to do so: I don’t feel at all cold.’ ‘I daresay icebergs don’t feel cold either, but I do!

And now I wish I hadn’t been civil, because he says he shall not despair! He is as stupid as Endymion!”“No, no!” said Alverstoke soothingly. “Nobody could be as stupid as Endymion!

You know what I think? Fate! That's what it is fate! There's a thing that comes after a fellow:got a name,but I forgot what it is. Creeps up behind him, and puts him in the basket when he ain't expecting it.

My – sufficiently wide experience of you, Mr Calverleigh, warns me that you are about to say something outrageous!’ ‘No, I assure you! Nothing derogatory! Charming girls, all of them! Only I don’t want to kiss them!’ She gave a startled gasp. ‘You don’t want – Well, upon my word! And if you mean me to understand from that –’ ‘I do,’ he said, smiling down at her. ‘I should dearly love to kiss you – here and now!

He then, with great presence of mind, put a stop to any further recriminations by kissing her; and his indignant betrothed, apparently feeling that he was too deeply sunk in depravity to be reclaimable, abandoned (for the time being, at all events) any further attempt to bring him to a sense of his iniquity.

Oh, yes, she's unusual!" he said bitterly. "She blurts out whatever may come into her head; she tumbles from one outrageous escapade into another; she's happier grooming horses and hobnobbing with stable-hands than going to parties; she's impertinent; you daren't catch her eye for fear she should start to giggle; she hasn't any accomplishments; I never saw anyone with less dignity; she's abominable, and damnably hot at hand, frank to a fault, and – a darling!

But I fancy I rather more sense than you give me credit for and also my dear I know you a trifle better than you do yourself. You will tell me that I am impertinent but so it is, little though you may think it.