Top 400 Gail Carriger Quotes (2024 Update)
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301. “He figured someday he might win an argument with this extraordinary woman, but clearly today was not that day. “Did.”

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302. “Ooh, ooh, ooh!” Ivy was practically bouncing in excitement over some kind of revelation. “I had a thought,” she said, examining the edge of the wooden stake with interest. “Oh, yes?” encouraged Alexia loudly. Ivy stopped and frowned, her pert little face creased in worry. “I said I had one. It appears to have vanished.”

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303. “I assure you, Lord Maccon, I am not the kind of girl to around hallucinating hedgehogs all willy-nilly. And I resent that you should think so.”

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304. “This is madness. Oh, well.”

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305. “Poetry can cause irreparable harm when misapplied.”

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306. “It was their vampire teacher’s custom of late to administer decidedly oddball lessons. Which is to say, more oddball than an ordinary lesson with a vampire in a floating dirigible espionage school.”

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307. “Felix ran his hands through his dark hair, sounding like a resigned maiden aunt. ‘It’ll all end in tears and coal dust, you see if it doesn’t.”

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308. “How was I to know idiocy was only a temporary condition, especially in your case? It never has been before!”

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309. “Tea is her answer to everything. I once broke my arm and she tried to give me Lapsang Souchong.”

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310. “If left together for too long, the two of them might actually take over the civilized world, through sheer application of snide remarks.”

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311. “His animal form was nondescript but tidy, rather like his favorite waistcoat: his pelt the same sandy color as his hair but with a sheen of black about the face and neck. He was not very big, mostly because he was not a very big human, and the basic principles of conservation of mass still applied whether supernatural or not. Werewolves had to obey the laws of physics just like everyone else. The.”

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312. “Having delivered the expected daily miracle, Floote stood in his usual stance and warily watched the Templars work.”

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313. “It was a constant source of amazement to Alexia that the only thing she had ever done in her entire life that pleased her mama was marry a werewolf.”

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314. “Alexia blinked stupidly at the Beta from around the earl’s upper arm. Her heart was doing crazy things, and she still could not locate her kneecaps. She took a deep breath and put some serious attention into tracking them down.”

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315. “Well, life with Percy was probably extremely dull. “And Footnote, miss?” “Footnote?” “Himself’s cat.”

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316. “Oh, Percy, I hate it when you’re right.” He patted her shoulder. “I know, Rue, apologies.”

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317. “Falling out of the sky was one thing, but doing so for unknown reasons was quite unacceptable. Having.”

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318. “Monsters came in all shapes and sizes, and very few of them were actually supernatural. She.”

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319. “I’d rather be loyal than right.”

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320. “Frankly, Percy was accustomed to offending people into near murderous rages. When someone actually tried to pot him off, it felt endearingly honest.”

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321. “I’ll do it,” insisted Arsenic, helping Percy to rise. He supposed a thousand Englishmen around the world cried out that he took aid from a woman, but he was never one to accept lightly the illogicality of custom. Tradition seemed to him a poor excuse for inconvenience. Also he rather enjoyed her fussing over him.”

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322. “Alexia abhorred hypocrisy, especially when munitions were involved.”

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323. “The important question is, what will your wear for a wedding dress, Alexia? You look horrible in white.”

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324. “Oh, dear me, no. Then I should be known as that vampire with all the cats.”

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325. “Are you certain they will manage without me?” “We will be back in only a few hours. How bad can it get?” “Don’t tempt fate, my love.”

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326. “Alexia had spent long hours wondering over that mustache. Werewolves did not grow hair, as they did not age. Where had it come from? Had he always had it? For how many centuries had his poor abused upper lip labored under the burden of such vegetation?”

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327. “Always, there was a tiny part of her that wanted to kill any man she knew. On principle.”

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328. “A vampire attacked me last night.” Ivy pretended a faint.”

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329. “The greatest unwritten law of the supernatural set was that one simply didn’t steal someone else’s human.”

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330. “Classic author moment, “Oh dear, did I kill that character or not?”

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331. “Just a short visit, enough for a mild dismemberment?”

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332. “Rain, in your glorious presence, Miss Temminnick? I hardly think it should dare.”

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333. “Lady Maccon declined in horror. She enjoyed most foods, but brussels sprouts were nothing more than underdeveloped cabbages.”

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334. “Look at the plucky young thing! She is trying to make a funny,” said Lord Ambrose snidely.”

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335. “Alexia figured, delightedly, that this meant he did, in fact, tend to traipse around his private apartments in the altogether. Marriage was becoming more and more of an attractive prospect.”

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336. “Soap understood her. Soap would always understand.”

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337. “Like a proper gentleman, the good captain never made mention of the undergarment murder.”

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338. “The other gentleman was Lord Akeldama – an undersized absurdity, all pompadour and no circumstance. He sported a monocle he didn’t need, an accent not his own, and an attitude forever tempting disregard. He was also the deadliest creature Preshea knew.”

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339. “Knowing Miss Hisselpenny’s constitution, if the mummy were gruesome enough, dinner might just be revisited.”

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340. “Alexia wondered what he thought of her as – a cat perhaps? Cats were not, in her experience, an animal with much soul.”

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341. “Lady Maccon wondered if she had ever been so foolish over Lord Maccon. Then she recalled that her affection generally took the form of threats and verbal barbs. She gave herself a pat on the back for avoiding sentimentality.”

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342. “Mortals trotted about in shoes and corsets made to limit movement, fashion for prey.”

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343. “Perched in one corner, like some sort of ship’s figurehead, was an oddly sinister wicker chicken. It frowned down upon her with an air of chubby disdain.”

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344. “She’s kind of like an odd, loud, fierce fairy godmother, isn’t she?”

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345. “He was still unsure as to how Lyall had, in fact, managed to keep him in London all these days. Betas, in the end, were mysterious creatures with strange powers. Powers that, when all was said and done, seemed to involve nothing more than a continued battery of civilized behavior and an excess of manners. Effective, blast him.”

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346. “Alexia found herself surrounded and embraced by a room of such unmitigated welcome and personality that it was akin to being yelled at by plum pudding.”

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347. “Miss Tarabotti felt such rules did not entirely apply to her, as she was a spinster. Had been a spinster for as long as she could remember. In her more acerbic moments, she felt she had been born a spinster.”

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348. “In for the boil, might as well steam.”

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349. “Very well, Lord Maccon. If we are going to play this particular hand, would you be interested in becoming my... ” “Mistress?”

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350. “It was typical of her character that she simply assumed she would, eventually, gain control over the situation.”

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