Eloisa James Quotes

I don't want Christmas season to end, because it's the only time I can legitimately indulge in on particular addiction: glitter.

Dogs come when they're called; cats take a message and get back to you later.

My duchess,” James stated, his eyes sweeping the crowd with the air of a man who has ruled the waves. “She is not a swan, because that would imply she had once been an ugly duckling.

Dogs are high on life. Cats need catnip.

We all think we have time, you know. It's this miracle substance and there seems to be so much of it, and then all of a sudden, it's gone.

Shame can kill the imagination. It's hard to keep writing in the face of cultural derision.

There's nothing I like more than meeting velvet clad peers while wrapped in a towel.

In case there is any question in your mind," he said, cupping her face with his hands. "What I want, what I most desire, the loveliest sight on this dark earth, is you.

She still remembered sitting for hours as a little girl and pretending to be a hassock. A foot stool. Because if she could just stay very small, and very quiet, her mother would forget she was there, and then she wouldn't scream about people and places and things that had gone wrong.

Dogs do tricks. Cats play tricks.

Life should not be measured by time. The only thing that counts is how one uses the time one has.

Cats always land on their feet. Dogs don't.

Yes, it's quite amazing how I continue to shock my mother even after all these years together

It’s better to live like a flame, to know a man and love him even if he can’t be yours, then never to love at all.

Discretion is a synonym for intelligence.

Sometimes I spend all day in my dressing gown. But if I do dress, I make myself ravishing because then, I feel ravishing.

You are absolutely beautiful," Anne said. "But if you see yourself, you'll want to pin your hair back like a shepherdess in a bad play." (Eleanor) "Are you saying that I normally look as if I'm tending sheep? With straw in my hair? As if I might yodel?

I do believe that his given name is something odd. Peregrine, Penrose- Piers, that's it." "He sounds like a dock." Lord Sundron put in. "Mrs. Hutchins called me a light frigate this morning," Linnet said "a dock might be just the thing for me.

Where did you go to school?” Piers inquired. “Your all together too literate for a butler. Most bulters I know say things like as you wish, my lord, and leave it at that. Our conversations should be along these lines: Prufrock, bring me a wench and then you would say, as you wish.

I didn't realize you needed a response. When Hamlet is giving a monologue, he just goes on and on by himself.

I love you," he said, his voice catching. "When I thought you were going to die, I wanted to die.

Yes Leopold," Eleanor said in a low, mocking voice. "Do start to shine, please. I think I saw the rising, but I definitely missed the shining.

One more time, she promised herself. That wasn't too trollopy. She wouldn't be too trollopy. But when they actually got to the guardhouse? Trollopy.

Here, drink your liqueur," Henry said, tossing back her drink. "I carry it with me everywhere because it's the only kind of drink that Leo doesn't like, so there's a chance I'll still have some tomorrow.

I never did learn how to live in the moment, but I did learn that moments could be wasted and the world would continue to spin on its axis.

Life does not always gives us the choices that we want

I woke up this morning,” Gabriel said, “thinking of nothing more than rolling over and pulling you into my arms and kissing you again. Kissing: only kissing. As if I were a green boy of fourteen. In case you don’t realize it, Kate, kissing is not a man’s usual inclination in the morning.

He's male. I've noticed that sometimes the brains simply get left out of the package.

If you don't mind a word of advice, one never asks a lady to set her own price. If you have to ask, the answer will always be more than you can afford.

I don't want to have to earn love by giving up my ability to make decisions that determine how I live.

I have six illegitimate children," Villiers informed her, not kindly. She visibly paled. :My daughter is marrying a duke," the duchess said between clenched teeth. "True, he apparently has the morals of a squirrel, but that's my cross to bear.

You don't know how easy death is. It's - it's like a door. A person simply walks through it, and she's lost to you forever.

Let go of the anger, hang on to the good lessons.

Piers looked up at him. 'You're new. What's your name?' 'Neythen, my lord.' 'Sounds like a terrible illness. No, more like a bowel problem. I'm sorry, Lord Sandys, your son has contracted neythen and won't live a month. No, no, there's nothing I can do. Sandys would have preferred hearing that to syphilis.

I would prefer not to throw myself on a funeral pyre. Please come back to me.

Life without a phone is riskier, lonelier, more vivid.

I have come to the conclusion that silence and time are the most precious commodities.

If you throw me out of this house, I shall sleep on the path outside. If you return to the Continent without me, I shall follow you. I will build a willow hut at your gate; I will sleep under your window; I will be waiting for you at your own front door.

You’re the only one for me. I came back from the dead for you, Daisy. Twice.

The books weren't exactly Linnet's general reading fare, but a desperate woman will read anything.

God Almighty, your ruined, and you didn't even eat the gingerbread.

They were partners. She would always make impulsive decisions and he would make slow, reasoned ones. He would always be a little terrified that she would look at him with the scorn he saw in his mother's eyes. And she would always be a little terrified that he would look at her and not love her enough. In short, they were made for each other.

Chess is the most intimate game in the world. It's like making love. By the time we finish our first slow game, I will know all his thoughts.

He wanted to grow old with her, or not grow old at all.

Some say writing is its own reward. I write for money, but writing for money is not so bad, especially when that writing brings you joy.

A stale mind is the devil's breadbox.

Oh, I have felt lust. And I've indulged lust. But no other woman has turned me into another person.