Who said love was reasonable?

Anthony grinned at her, knowing that would probably infuriate her all the more. "My eyes have been a-wandering, as you put it, for the last nineteen years. Give them a rest, Roslynn. They settled on you and don't want to move on.

Writing was my first occupation, begun at age 23.

If you cant laugh at your own characters, or shed a tear for them, or even get angry at one of them, no one else will either.

I'm sorry I stood there like a half-wit, Count Petroff," she told him matter-of-factly, "but I was a bit--surprised. After all, it's not everyday that I see a man who's prettier than I am." (Alexandra)

Defeat held no honor.

But you don't let true happiness slip out of your grasp without one helluva fight.