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1 " For God’s sake, man!” Frederick Carlyle bellowed across the room. “At least wait until you’re alone before you kiss her, if you please! Remember, her family is watching you, and we haven’t had our dinner yet! "
― Stephanie Burgis , Courting Magic (Kat, Incorrigible, #4)
2 " There is much that is immortal in this medieval lady. The dragons have gone, and so have the knights, but still she lingers in our midst. She reigned in many an early Victorian castle, and was Queen of much early Victorian song. It is sweet to protect her in the intervals of business, sweet to pay her honour when she has cooked our dinner well. But alas! the creature grows degenerate. In her heart also there are springing up strange desires. She too is enamoured of heavy winds, and vast panoramas, and green expanses of the sea. She has marked the kingdom of this world, how full it is of wealth, and beauty, and war--a radiant crust, built around the central fires, spinning towards the receding heavens. Men, declaring that she inspires them to it, move joyfully over the surface, having the most delightful meetings with other men, happy, not because they are masculine, but because they are alive. Before the show breaks up she would like to drop the august title of the Eternal Woman, and go there as her transitory self. "
― E.M. Forster , A Room with a View
3 " Christian swiped the keys from my hand. " Maybe the fates want us to take the car home. Why do I have a feeling I'm going to regret this?I smirked. " Is that what Viktor said before he hired you?" " That's what your husband is going to say before reciting his vows." " That's what every woman says before they have sex with you." Christian swaggered toward the door, swinging the keys around his finger. " That's what I'm going to say before you serve our dinner tonight. "
4 " One night after dinner a group of us were talking about the supernatural, and one of our dinner guests said that when the electric light was invented, people began to lose the dimension of the supernatural. In the days before we could touch a switch and flood every section of the room with light, there were always shadows in the corner, shadows which moved with candlelight, with firelight; and these shadows were an outward and visible sign that things are not always what they seem; there are things which are not visible to the mortal human being; there are things beyond our ken. "
― Madeleine L'Engle , A Circle of Quiet (Crosswicks Journals #1)
