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.

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

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 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.

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

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