Historical Quotes

I am afraid of him now. The one I love most in the world.

Don't you understand brother? I want to find a love...that will free me from this love...

You are intelligent, you are diplomatic, you are beautiful, and you are and always will be...[he kisses her]...MINE...

I know not by what power I am drawn to you, but it is as a moth is drawn to the flame, and I cannot fight it, I must be consumed.

Sea and land may lie between us, but my heart is always there with you.

Like a sparrow in its flitting, like a swallow in its flying, a curse that is causeless does not alight.

She is a jewel far richer than a mountain of coin could bring!

I stop to brace myself against the walls, which are painted with the fingerprints of family.

Before I disappear behind the door, I stop and turn around to look at him.

According to Robert, his friend Moses was a soldier in the first war, as he described it. He fought Indians and soldiers in red coats.

The sun had just slipped behind the trees and evening cast its dark, smoky shadow.

I can hear my steps echo as I follow him to the end of the hall. The door to the small closet under the steps is standing ajar. He closes the door and latches it.

The pages that follow will be our journey of the life we built together here in Concord, North Carolina. These pages will reveal fragments from the past and events that occurred along the way.

‎"He smiled at me and I felt the tenderness only a daughter could feel.

It was not an unusual site to see Negro tenant farmers crossing the intersection of Spring and Barbrick on the way to the cotton warehouse

I’m all alone against the darkness. Dark winds rising against me.

I’m not only my father’s daughter, but also a daughter of the nation he founded. And protecting both is what I’ve always done.

Sons of a revolution fight for liberty. They give blood, flesh, limbs, their very lives. But daughters . . . we sacrifice our eternal souls.

Every time you go to see Hamlet you don't expect it to have a happy ending...you're still enthralled.(Interview BBC Radio 4 Today 17 October 2012.)

Children worked in the mills: "I will always believe that children are designed for green meadows and play, not for factories and cotton dust.

The Baptist Church rejects man with wooden leg: It appears the Baptist preacher refused to baptize a veteran of the late war in the holy water- saying they only baptize flesh and blood, not wood.

Are you a traveling man he asked?

Millennias old lies can be gradually accepted as truth.This is the real ultimate power of historical engineering.

Humans will never be in charge of this world, as long as dust and weeds do as they please.

she was lucky if he stood behind her. Not so lucky if he came to crush her. And a woman might only learn the truth of it—when he walked out of her life. Highlighted by 9 Kindle users

I know my heart. It has always been yours, Kate. Always.

..he wanted her.And at another time, as another man, he would have her. Without hesitation. As lover. . . as more.

Sonetimes the hardest person to forgive is yourself.

Where are we going?” Annabelle asked, resisting his hold on her wrist.“To the house. If they’re not willing to be witnesses, then it seems I’ll have to debauch you in front of someone else.

. . . if you can't see the good man he is, you need to unscrew them eyeballs of yours and try on a different pair.

Long ago she'd clamped an iron shell around her heart and nothing and no one could pry it lose, but deep inside the tender flesh still beat.

I will find her.""And when you do?" Roger asked."I will make her mine, " the warrior answered in a hard, determined voice. "She will be mine."The vow was made.

I've fallen in love with you. I love you even now when you sit before me with the eyes of a wolf. So take pity upon the fool I have become. I forgot it was only a bargain between us.

You’re my home, Susanna. My home, my heart, my dearest love. Wherever you are, that’s where I belong. Always.” - Victor Bramwell, Earl of Rycliff

{Summertime she speaks of winter, she eats ham, but speaks of beef, got a good man but, flirts with another. She might as well go to hell, cause she ain't gonna be happy in heaven either!}

What the dev— er, deuce did you do that for? It hurt!”“Good, ” said the angel. “I was afraid these new shoes would not be sturdy enough.

What have I done to her?" Gabriel muttered to himself as he crossed the room to crank open a window. Cool air washed over his skin. "What the devil did she do to me?

You're a virgin. You have no idea what you're asking for.""Then you will have to teach me.""Not like this. Not on a horse in the middle of nowhere.

Farkında mısınız leydim bilmiyorum ama benimle pazarlık ettiniz, bana emir verdiniz, beni ikna etmeye çalıştınız. Her türlü yolu denediniz, sadece bir yol kaldı.”“Neymiş o?”“Lütfen demek.

You don't have to kiss a lot of frogs to recognize a prince when you find one."-Henrietta Barrett, (Minx, Splendid Trilogy book #3)

True vice, my lady, would frighten us all, if it did not wear the mask of virtue. (p.56)

She raised her head and saw a squadron of fighter planes. She stretched her hand high as if she could grab hold and climb away from what she had done, from who she was.

The workings of the male mind are twisted indeed." Winnifred Crane

She turned her painted blue eyes toward the assistant and said something in French before she left.

Oh, Lord, why was she doomed to adore a man steeped in blindness and utter stupidity?

He didn’t deserve compassion. Sympathy. Not even understanding. He deserved worse, far worse than he had ever been given.

If there was one thing that made Captain Lord Jack Blackthorn smile more than holding a pretty woman in his arms, it was a winning hand at cards. To his dismay at the moment he had neither.

Ma couce... mon incomparable! T'aimer? Mais je t'ai adorée toute ma vie et je ne cesserai jamais de t'aimer? Jamais! Tant qu'il me restera une pensée, un souffle, je t'aimerais...

Ma douce... mon incomparable! T'aimer? Mais je t'ai adorée toute ma vie et je ne cesserai jamais de t'aimer? Jamais! Tant qu'il me restera une pensée, un souffle, je t'aimerais...

There was something more than a little satisfying about ripping the heart out of someone the moment before they expected to do the same to you.