Top 400 Gail Carriger Quotes (2025 Update)
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151. “Please don’t. When you think about things, Sophronia, they only get more complicated. This thing between us could be so very easy, if you let it.”

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152. “My Hallway” remarked Lord Akeldama,“Has never seen such lively action. And That, my sugarplums, is saying something!”

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153. “Lord Maccon asked meekly, shifting against her in a manner that ensured she realized the nibbling had affected his outsides just as much as her insides. Alexia was partly shocked, partly intrigued by the idea that as he was naked, she might actually get to see what he looked like. She had seen sketches of the nude male, of course, for purely technical purposes. She was given to wonder if werewolves were anatomically bigger in certain areas.”

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154. “Strange place, that overseas land, where religion and wealth did the talking and history and age held so little sway.”

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155. “Sister Mattie could be rather fatalistic at times; it was why she was such a good poisoning instructor. Death, felt Sister Mattie, must come to everyone in the end. Sometimes it simply required a little help.”

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156. “I’m overburdened by strange occurrences at the moment.”

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157. “All were annoyed with life, except, of course, those who were dead. The werewolves stacked them neatly in three piles – dead, not dead, and snack-sized.”

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158. “I think we seldom regret the risks we take as much as the times we did not try at all.”

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159. “CHAPTER TWO In Which Inventors Have Powerful Dimples Imogene.”

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160. “Alexia gave in to his demanding touch, but only, of course, because he sounded so pathetic. It had nothing, whatsoever to do with her own quickening heartbeat.”

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161. “Sensing a favourable shift, Prim called for celebratory muffins and jam. Muffins and jam seemed to sooth everyone’s temper, particularly the Alpha Vanara’s whose delight in the jam was that of a child discovering blancmange for the first time. Rue could sympathise. She often felt that way about really good jam, not to mention blancmange. And this was, after all, gooseberry.”

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162. “Their conversation was a flow of erudite commentary, moist with the syrup of a superior education. She.”

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163. “Rue carried her mother’s parasol, which was too ugly to match any of her outfits, but was more sturdy than any of her fashionable ones. This one, felt Rue, could really cause damage to a noggin if applied with enough enthusiasm. Somehow this made her feel more secure about life in general.”

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164. “He was clutching at his indelicate bits and writhing about.”

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165. “Perhaps to the north? I hear Scotland is lovely this time of year.” “Are you barmy? Scotland is wholly abysmal this time of year.”

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166. “He was so very large and so very gruff that he rather terrified her, but he always behaved correctly in public, and there was a lot to be said for a man who sported such well-tailored jackets – even if he did change into a ferocious beast once a month.”

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167. “I detest nice weather. Everyone feels compelled to do things out of doors.”

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168. “Well, you are a werewolf, Scottish, naked, and covered in blood, and I am still holding your hand.” He.”

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169. “I never read if I can help it. It is terribly bad for the eyes. And it causes one’s forehead to wrinkle most horribly, just there.”

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170. “With his wife’s imperious face peering down at him, Lord Maccon took a moment to wonder why he had thought to crave such a woman in his life. Alexia bent over and nibbled at his chest. Ah, yes, initiative and ingenuity.”

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171. “She ought to remember to stay on her guard, for it was when an illegal activity became easy that one was most at risk of exposure.”

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172. “It must be said, however, that large hairy men ill-suited pink ruffles. It was like seeing a mastiff in an ostrich feather boa.”

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173. “Some of the most disagreeable people I know are the most ladylike.”

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174. “Good-bye, my lord,” he said, meaning it this time. Because that smell would always be there now. Because it would be the last time he said “my lord” to any vampire. Because under lost love and changed identities was one ineffable fact more vital than the horror of that smell – every fiber in Biffy’s werewolf knew he was no servant to this man anymore. And never would be again.”

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175. “And vampires were perverted. Or so she hoped.”

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176. “Sophronia and Dimity took a vacant love seat at the front, Sophronia dislodging a large, fluffy cat with a scrunched-up face. The cat gave her a disgusted look. Or seemed to; it was hard to tell with that face.”

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177. “Things were always funnier when one was lying down.”

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178. “It is a great skill to have friends in low places. They, too, have things to teach you.”

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179. “They never could entirely control preternaturals. It’s your pragmatism. Your kind cannot be persuaded by faith; pure logic must be applied.”

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180. “Could that technique, she wondered, be legitimately referred to as a “parassault”?”

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181. “Percy was struck by a flight of fancy, imagining Arsenic in his lap, with Footnote on top of both of them. A tangle of limbs and books and cat and comfort. He was startled by the depth of his own yearning.”

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182. “Miss Alexia Tarabotti was not enjoying her evening. Private balls were never more than middling amusements for spinsters, and Miss Tarabotti was not the kind of spinster who could garner even that much pleasure from the event. To put the pudding in the puff: she had retreated to the library, her favorite sanctuary in any house, only to happen upon an unexpected vampire. She.”

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183. “Like to go somewhere more private and be scandalous some more?”

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184. “They filled Woolsey Castle with music and art, drifting about in a fog of intellectualism, and like any fog, they were unpredictable and occasionally quite damp. Imogene.”

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185. “To Percy’s delight, Arsenic staunchly resisted developing any possible chatterbox tendencies. Their long silences might have become uncomfortable, except for their mutual joy in quiet and the ameliorating presence of Footnote. The cat divided his time between them. He showed a marked preference for Arsenic’s lap and Percy’s feet, and happily basked in the attention of whichever human was most easily distracted at any given moment.”

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186. “Felix looked as if he had been given some kind of caped weasel – part gift, part insult, part utter confusion. “Thank you, I think.”

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187. “My dearest Puggle, my whole life with you has been a series of explosive events. Why should this be any different?”

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188. “Dimity referred to Monique in the doorway. “Saw your nicely strung-up slab of bacon.” “Don’t insult bacon,” said Sidheag.”

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189. “Do not trouble me with such weak excuses.”

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190. “And I need to be where other people are not for a while. Percy knew himself well enough for that.”

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191. “Please come sit in a chair with me in my library and don’t talk too much and when you do speak, say something smart? If we’re lucky the cat will sit on top of us.”

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192. “How ghastly for her,” said Alexia, driven beyond endurance into comment. “People actually thinking, with their brains, and right next door. Oh, the travesty of it all.”

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193. “Espionage, Sophronia had learned, was tough on petticoats.”

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194. “In all her fourteen long years, she had never stayed stationary and uninvolved in anything.”

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195. “If that Alpha wanted to dash off into the jungle with a mysterious goddess on her back on a whimsical evening run in the middle of a prospective battle, they would go with her.”

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196. “The duke contents himself mainly with attempting to rule the world and other suchlike nonsense. When one is guiding the patterns of the social universe, a single spinster preternatural is unlikely to cause one undue distress.”

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197. “Sometimes I can even pick up messages intended for other aethographors.” He frowned a moment. “Story of my life, if you think about it.”

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198. “Werewolves had to obey the laws of physics just like everyone else. The.”

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199. “I could practically hear her thoughts sliding about in her head, like water over pebbles. Very slow water over very large pebbles.”

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200. “Mrs. Loontwill did what any well-prepared mother would do upon finding her unmarried daughter in the arms of a gentleman werewolf: she had very decorous, and extremely loud, hysterics.”

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