Frases de Julia Quinn

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“Hombres. El día que aprendieran a aceptar un error, se convertirían en mujeres.”

“Puedo vivir con tu odio —dijo a la puerta cerrada—, pero no puedo vivir sin ti.”

“No, no necesitaba a alguien perfecto. Sólo necesitaba a alguien perfecto para ella.”

“Sólo había otra única mujer en el mundo a la que le había visto solamente la parte inferior de la cara.
La sonrisa era igual; el atractivo hoyuelo en el extremo del mentón era igual. Todo era igual.
Sophie era la mujer del vestido plateado, la mujer del baile de máscaras.
De pronto todo cobró sentido. Sólo dos veces en su vida había sentido esa atracción inexplicable, casi mística, por una mujer. Le había parecido extraordinario encontrar a dos, cuando en su corazón siempre había creído que sólo había una mujer perfecta para él.
Su corazón no se había equivocado.
Sólo había una.”

“Ella pareció indecisa, de modo que le tironeó la mano, acercándola más, no más de una pulgada, pero en cierto modo tuvo la impresión de que ella estaba a sólo la distancia de un beso.”

“Y él, que se había acostado con incontables mujeres, de repente comprendió que hasta ese momento sólo había sido un niño.
Porque jamás había sido así.
Todo lo anterior había sido su cuerpo. Esto era su alma.”

“Siempre me pareció una tontería desear a una mujer que conversara apenar mejor que una oveja.”

“Las mujeres eran criaturas misteriosas. Si pudieran aprender a decir lo que realmente querían decir, el mundo sería de lejos un lugar más sencillo.”

“Tengo una idea —dijo ella. Alguien ahogó una exclamación. Otro gimió. —Una idea brillante. —Y no es que no sean brillantes todas sus ideas —musitó Colin con su voz más afable. Lady Danbury lo hizo callar agitando la mano. —¿Cuántos verdaderos misterios hay en la vida?
Nadie contestó, así que Colin aventuró: —¿Cuarenta y dos? Ella ni se molestó en mirarlo, ceñuda. —Os digo a todos aquí y ahora… Todos se le acercaron más. Incluso Colin. Era imposible sustraerse al dramatismo del momento. —Todos sois mis testigos… Colin creyó oír mascullar a Penelope: «Dilo de una vez». —Mil libras —dijo lady Danbury. Aumentó el número de personas congregadas alrededor. —Mil libras —repitió ella, aumentando el volumen de la voz. La verdad, tenía dones innatos para estar en un escenario—. Mil libras… De repente todo el salón estaba en reverente silencio. —…a la persona que desenmascare a lady Whistledown.”

“¿Cómo tiene el ojo? -preguntó ella. Tenía peor aspecto con la fuerte luz diurna, casi como si la magulladura se extendiera sobre el caballete de su nariz. Pero al menos ahora sabía de qué color tenía los ojos: azul claro intenso. Era casi absurdo lo mucho que le había intrigado aquello.
-No me molesta demasiado si no me lo toco -le dijo-. Intente reprimirse y no arrojarme piedras a la cara, se lo agradeceré de corazón.
-Todos mis planes para esta tarde al traste -bromeó ella-. Así de sencillo.”

“James: "¿Estás prestando atención o simplemente tratando de hacerme parecer un idiota?"
Elizabeth - "Oh, definitivamente estoy prestando atención. Si pareces un idiota, no tiene nada que ver conmigo."”

“Love is blind,” Harriet quipped.

“But not illiterate,” Elizabeth retorted.”

“He wondered if she'd mind if he threw her down on the blanket and tore off her clothing. (..) She looked heartbreakingly innocent. Alex sighed. She'd probably mind.”

“She tried to remind herself that beauty was only skin deep, but that didn't offer any helpful excuses when she was berating herself for never knowing what to say to people. There was nothing more depressing than an ugly girl with no personality.”

“Weakness never got anyone anywhere.”

“Tell me something wicked.”

“If one didn't have love, was it better, then, to be alone?”

“No. Haven’t you been listening?”

Marcus would always remember that moment. It was to be the first time he would ever be faced with that most vexing of female quirks: the question that had nothing but wrong answers.”

“Francesca: It's still a bit cold yet.
Michael: Never stopped John and me.
Francesca: Yes, well, you're Scottish. Your blood circulates quite well half frozen.”

“A duel, a duel, a duel. Is there anything more exciting, more romantic… or more utterly moronic?”

“I also think he is given to disguises… Sometimes he wears spectacles and sometimes he does not. And twice he has worn an extremely peculiar hat. Inside.”

“He shook his head in wonder. "You are magnificent."
"I keep telling everyone that," she said with a nonchalant shrug, "But you seem to be the only one to believe me.”

“This has to be the most self-centered thing I've ever said, but no, I think you just wanted to vex me.”

“Olivia: You didn't even know I was there!
Harry: Excuse me, yes I did.”

“He smiled, and suddenly she knew that his words were true. Everything would be all right. Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow, but soon. Tragedy couldn't coexist in a world with one of Colin's smiles.”

“It was the one dream he'd never permitted himself to consider.”

“To call that writing, madam, is an insult to quills and ink across the world.”

“She needed him to be him. Even if he could not be hers.”

“I have thoroughly compromised your niece," Alex declared. "Will you plase insist that she marry me?"
Caroline didn't bat an eyelash. "This", she announced, "is most peculiar.”

“It is a truth universally acknowledged that a married man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of an heir.”

“I didn't think I should die but I did not know how I would Live.”

“It was heaven. Forget angels, forget St. Peter and glittering harpsichords. Heaven was a dance in the arms of one's true love.”

“When a man writes a romance, the woman dies. When a woman writes one, it ends all tidy and sweet.”

“And for the rest of the night, he couldn’t quite forget the smell of her perfume. Or maybe it was the soft sound of her chuckle. Or maybe it was neither of those things. Maybe it was just her.”

“Why? It’s because I love you, damn me to hell. Because I’ve always loved you. Because I loved you when you were with John, and I loved you when I was in India, and God only knows I don’t deserve you, but I love you, anyway.”

“the unexpected moment [is] always sweeter.”

“He was the firstborn Bridgerton of a firstborn Bridgerton of a firstborn Bridgerton eight times over. He had a dynastic responsibility to be fruitful and multiply.”

“If you want to know if a gentleman loves you,” her mother said, “there is only one true way to be sure.”
“It’s in his kiss,” her mother whispered. “It’s all there, in his kiss.”

“Blake took a small roll from the tray on the table, then put it back in favor of a larger one. And maybe a little butter. It certainly couldn't hurt. And jam… no, he drew the line at jam. She was a spy, after all.”

“This thing between them, this bond—it wasn’t just passion,
and it wasn’t wicked.
It was love, and it was divine.”