Top 250 Tessa Dare Quotes (2024 Update)
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101. “I don’t meet that qualification, either.” “I don’t care if you’re gently bred, roughly bred, or a loaf of brown bread with butter.”

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102. “He couldn’t compare a woman to a torrentially beautiful monsoon, and then look surprised that he’d gotten wet.”

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103. “Instead of hugging the doll, Daisy attached herself to Chase’s leg, clinging to him with all four limbs. Alex rather wished she could do the same.”

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104. “Geologists might seem boring, but we’re really renegades.”

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105. “In fact, the possibility was so far out of the question, the possibility and the question were on separate continents.”

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106. “There were parts of her spun from floss and held together with hope – and those bits were fragile indeed.”

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107. “He liked listening to her read. He liked it far too much. Listening to her voice was like floating along a river. Not a babbling stream, bouncing over rocks and such, but a river of wild honey with depth and a low, sweet melody. To keep afloat, he would have let her read just about anything.”

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108. “Oh, Lord. Now he was not only an impoverished orphan, but an impoverished, unloved orphan with a passion for books. Her every feminine impulse jumped to attention.”

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109. “Because,” he said, “I like to know the names of the people I despise. I keep them in a little book and pore over it from time to time, whilst sipping brandy and indulging in throaty, ominous laughter.”

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110. “There was rock-hard, there was hard-as-steel, and then there was the solidity of Rafe’s current erection – which so thoroughly surpassed all his previous experience, he suspected it might be of interest to science.”

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111. “She stared at him, horrified. And thrilled. And horrified at being thrilled.”

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112. “The love of books was an instant connection, and a true boon for a girl who tended toward shyness, because it was a source of endless conversation. A hundred questions sprang up in her mind, jostling with each other to reach the front of the queue. Did he prefer essays, dramas, novels, poems? How many books had he read, and in which languages? Which ones had he read again and again?”

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113. “Because I’m good at it,” he said, sounding agitated now. “I am bloody great at it. And I was never good at anything. Because it’s the one place where I know that my success is mine, and my failure, too. In the ring, I might be facing an Irish dock laborer or an English tanner or an American freedman. When the bell rings, none of it matters worth a damn. It’s only me. My strength, my heart, my wits, my fists. Nothing I was given, nothing I took. I fight because it tells me who I am.”

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114. “Look at him. The man’s not delusional. He’s in love.”

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115. “He felt a twinge of conscience. Most people would think he didn’t have a conscience, but he did. It surfaced about as often as the lost island of Atlantis, but he did possess one, down deep. And it was bellowing at him now.”

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116. “Kate realized she had a grave problem. She was infatuated. Or mildly insane. Possibly both.”

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117. “You laid black powder charges. To move a flock of sheep.” Pulling her hand from his grip, she studied the craters in the road. “Sir, I remain unconvinced of your sanity. But there’s no question you are male.”

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118. “I’ve waited too long for this. Days. Weeks. Years.”

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119. “Because I am not eulogizing another leprosy victim covered in sores that weep marmalade!”

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120. “He spoke the words that were most difficult of all. “Love me.”

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121. “She passed through the door, walked down a dim corridor, and emerged into a soaring, empty space. What she found made her blood turn cold. Oh, muscadine.”

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122. “If I had your life story, it would be the first thing I mentioned to anyone. ‘Hullo, I’m Chase Reynaud. I learned to toddle aboard a merchant ship, and the Seven Seas rocked my cradle. And have I mentioned that no tropical sunset could compare with your beauty?’ The women would fall into bed with me.” “Don’t they fall into bed with you anyway?” “That’s true. But they might do so a half minute faster. Over months and years, those half minutes add up. So let’s hear the rest of the tale.”

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123. “More to the point, I am fifty-eight. I need grandchildren before my decline. It’s not right for two generations of the family to be drooling at the same time.”

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124. “She smiled. “Do you know, I suspected you were a good man, deep down. Even if very, very, very deep down. In a fathomless cavern. Underneath a volcano.”

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125. “A kilt isna a skirt. ‘Tis an entirely different thing.”

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126. “We should go after the girls.” “Yes, we should.” Neither of them moved. Alex bit her lip. “We’re going to kiss instead, aren’t we.” He caught her in his arms. “You’re goddamned right, we are.”

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127. “Everything in his life backfired. First that rocket at Waterloo. Then his engagement. Now this whole blasted arrangement with Emma. Despite the supposedly impersonal nature of their marriage, she was slowly working her way under his skin, under his scars. If not deeper.”

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128. “He wanted to peel the garment from her, cast it aside, and offer himself instead. Chase wasn’t good for much, but he could stand between her body and the world.”

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129. “A sham sandwich, indeed. One that sat on a tray of lies.”

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130. “You’re here,”he repeated, taking her hand and drawing it against his chest, right above his pounding heartbeat. “In my heart. Somehow you crashed your way into it when I wasn’t looking. The same way you barged into my library, I suppose. But you’re here now, inside. Emma, you’re the very life of me.”

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131. “I loved you with imprudent, reckless abandon. I loved you with all the heart and soul I knew how to command.”

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132. “Griff held out his empty hand. “Pauline, I’m here asking you – begging you, if it comes to that – to take my hand. Just take my hand, and promise before God you will never let it go. I will vow the same. Can we arrange for that to happen, someday soon? In a church?” After a moment, he added in a quiet voice, “Please?”

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133. “There was a moment of tenderness between them, and for a moment he experienced the most rare, ridiculous emotion- hope.”

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134. “Most of the time, a girl needed to rescue herself.”

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135. “And he didn’t require any nuzzling, thank you. He had a dog.”

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136. “He couldn’t escape it. She’d begun re-calibrating his senses the moment she came through that library door. His peripheral vision was now trained for flashes of golden hair: his ears, trained for her melodic laugh. He found himself following the drifting scent of her soap and dusting powder, like a dog panting after the butcher’s wife.”

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137. “An appointment? With whom?” He swept her with a warm, caressing gaze. “With an angel, apparently.” She clucked her tongue. “More teasing.” “No teasing. I am here for you.” “If that’s not teasing, it’s a flat-out lie.” He inched the chair forward, desperate to close the distance between them. He spoke to her quietly, honestly. From the depths of his cold, longsuffering heart. “I’m here for you, mon ange. Violet. I would cross a world for you.”

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138. “Love me. Don’t ever stop. You hear me? It won’t be this good with anyone else. Only me, Min. Only me.”

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139. “He laughed. A strained, ha, ha, ha, I may die of this laugh.”

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140. “Surely you know the feeling of infatuation. Everyone does. It’s not merely physical admiration. Your mind fixes on a person, and it’s as though you float through the days, singing a song that only has one word, thinking of nothing but the next time you’ll see them again.”

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141. “She sketched songbirds when she was supposed to be minding her lessons, and she sketched church mice when she was meant to be at prayer. When she had time to ramble out of doors, anything in Nature was fair game- from the shoots of clover between her toes to any cloud that meandered overhead.”

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142. “Forgive me for speaking frankly, but after the past quarter-hour’s conversation, I am unconvinced that any of you possess the sense or sensitivity to impart the news in any respectful fashion” – Amelia.”

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143. “She turned to him in disbelief. “Why would you spoil the ending?” “I didn’t spoil it. It’s a Shakespearean tragedy. They’re all that way. Everyone dies; the end.”

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144. “Amazing, then, how with that one remark, he made a mortifying situation thirteen times worse.”

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145. “Squabbling over too little is just human nature. But it says a great deal about a person, what they do with abundance.”

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146. “Oh, what fun it was to vex him. He made it so easy to do. Hunting and fishing were all well and good, but truly, Jemmy-baiting had always been her favorite autumn sport. Lucy viewed his staid countenance as an unending challenge. A smooth, thick-shelled egg that begged to be cracked. Any rearrangement of his features constituted a victory, be it a wince, a scowl, or that rarest of expressions – a smile. A smile that showed teeth counted double. Last.”

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147. “At some point, while you were roaming the globe, making treaties and dividing the spoils of war, I quietly declared my own independence. I am the sovereign nation of Clio now. And there will be no terms of surrender.”

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148. “She rolled toward him, nestling close and throwing her arm over his chest. Her fingers toyed idly with the hair there, sifting.”

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149. “You’re mine,” he said hoarsely, lifting his head and staring deep into her eyes, willing her to believe. “If you leave, I will follow. Do you hear me? I will follow and find you and cart you home.”

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150. “He had to feel those lips on him again. Had. To. This wasn’t a mild expression of preference. This was an imperative. His body was insistent. To continue his existence on this earth, he now needed the following: food, water, shelter, clothing, and Minerva Highwood’s lips.”

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