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.

Dogs do tricks. Cats play tricks.

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.

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.

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

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

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