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161 " It’s not fair. But then nothing has been fair for a long time, has it? All those chaps I flew with who went down in flames. All those poor sods sitting at dinner in their houses who were blasted to pieces by doodlebugs. And the poor, damned wretches in the concentration camps. None of them deserved to die. "
― Rhys Bowen , The Tuscan Child
162 " My father in turn had done his duty and married the daughter of a frightfully correct English earl. She gave birth to my brother, looked around at her utterly bleak Highland surroundings, and promptly died. "
― Rhys Bowen , Her Royal Spyness (Her Royal Spyness Mysteries, #1)
163 " And there in front of me was the chubby form of Gussie Gormsley, son of a newspaper magnet. "
― Rhys Bowen , Malice at the Palace (Her Royal Spyness, #9)
164 " I really should be getting home. The family will be waiting to see me,” Pamela said. "
― Rhys Bowen , In Farleigh Field
165 " Don’t look so sad,” she said, touching my cheek. “All is well. We are tested and we survive, and life will be good again. "
166 " Like a fox being chased by the hounds, she needed a bolthole in which to lick her wounds. "
― Rhys Bowen , The Victory Garden
167 " When he learned that he’d lost what remained of his fortune, he went up onto the moors and shot himself with his grouse gun, although how he managed to do it has always been the object of speculation, my father never having been a particularly good shot. "
168 " One thing we British do well is to join a queue. "
― Rhys Bowen , Naughty in Nice (Her Royal Spyness Mysteries, #5)
169 " It’s strange having nothing to do expect be waited on. "
― Rhys Bowen , The Last Mrs. Summers (Her Royal Spyness, #14)
170 " Decency League is backed by the most influential "
― Rhys Bowen , Oh Danny Boy (Molly Murphy Mysteries, #5)
171 " What’s more, I’d learn to use a typewriting machine and develop a real skill, more useful than where to seat a bishop at a dinner table. "
― Rhys Bowen , The Twelve Clues of Christmas (Her Royal Spyness Mysteries, #6)
172 " After years of working on the periphery of the fashion industry, she had come to realize the whole thing was an underhanded attempt to force women to keep buying clothes. Fast fashion had taken over. Topshop, H&M, Primark. What was in would be out in a month. "
― Rhys Bowen , The Venice Sketchbook
173 " a great gust of wind swept off the Hudson and snatched my hat from my head. I gave a scream of despair "
― Rhys Bowen , In a Gilded Cage (Molly Murphy Mysteries, #8)
174 " At least the two beds looked normal enough, with their crisp white sheets, and there was a desk and chair in the front window, which looked out on to the garden, with a sliver of a view of the Grand Canal beyond. I went over to the window, opened it and gazed out. The scent of jasmine rose to greet me. "