Top 250 Tessa Dare Quotes (2024 Update)
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201. “To begin, there is no better way to prove the worth of one’s mind than to display a willingness to change it.”

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202. “There are all kinds of courage in the world, and most of it takes place far from battlefields.”

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203. “Did you just compare me to a dog?” “I know, I’m not certain you deserve the compliment, either.”

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204. “Izzy felt as though she’d wandered into the third act of a play. She had no idea what was going on, but it was unbearably dramatic.”

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205. “Side by side, elbows propped on the rail, they remained there. Two people who would never belong to the crowd, happily belonging to each other.”

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206. “To me, the truth doesn’t ruin anything. Why should understanding the universe diminish our sense of wonder at it?”

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207. “She loved to draw anything. Well, almost anything. She hated drawing attention to herself.”

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208. “There’s a reason the poets say ‘falling in love,’ and not ‘climbing.’ There’s no controlling it, no choosing where one lands.”

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209. “Oh, Penny. He must truly love you,” Emma said. “Ash and Chase ate the sham. Gabriel made more.”

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210. “It’s so curious, isn’t it? How if you’re denied something again and again, eventually you start telling yourself you didn’t want it in the first place.”

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211. “As deaths go, it would have been a kind one. There were worse ways to meet one’s demise than being buried alive in literature.”

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212. “I need you, Lady Penelope Campion. I’m not letting you go.”

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213. “Your cookery book is a book of lies.”

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214. “I am the girl who made up a Scottish lover, wrote him scores of letters, and kept up an elaborate ruse for years. Does it really surprise you that I’m odd?”

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215. “She’d always wondered what it would feel like to stand on one end of a ballroom and watch a handsome, powerful man make his way to her. This was as close as she’d ever come to it, she supposed. Standing at Diana’s side. Imagining.”

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216. “I do not believe every problem can be cured with a kitten. I do believe in love. And perhaps love can’t cure every problem, but it makes the wounds heal a bit faster, with fewer scars. I understand why you don’t believe that. How could you, if you’ve never known it yourself?”

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217. “Penny embraced her in farewell. “Do keep trying with your cat. The creatures most difficult to reach make the most loving companions in the end.”

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218. “A flush pressed to her cheeks, overwhelming her freckles. “If you’re his cousin, you should take better care of him. What are you thinking, allowing him to wander the countryside, waging war on flocks of sheep?” Ah, that was sweet. The lass cared. She would see him settled in a very comfortable asylum, she would. Perhaps Thursdays would be her day to visit and lay cool cloths to his brow.”

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219. “Naturally there are papers. It should surprise no one to learn that Hell is a vast, inefficient bureaucracy.”

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220. “Think of you. Brilliant, beautiful, remarkable you. You do great things here in Spindle Cove, but I know you’re capable of far more. Let me show you the world, Susanna. More than that, let me show the world you. Don’t let fear hold you back.”

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221. “On each page was a sketch of lobsters coupling in a different position. Logan had never seen anything like it. She’d created a lobster pillow book.”

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222. “When you love someone there’s always a chance you’ll hurt them. But if you let them go, hurting them isn’t a possibility – it’s a certainty.”

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223. “Then came the lies. Her heart told her lies. Wicked, insidious falsehoods, resounding with every beat. He’s a broken man. He needs you. You can heal him. Rationally, she knew better. Untold numbers of women had already tried their hands – among other body parts – at “healing his broken soul,” with no success.”

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224. “How do you sleep at night?” His reply came just as she banged the door closed. “I don’t.”

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225. “I’m telling you, it’s impossible. If she’s not in the mews or the back garden, I keep her on a short lead.” His eyebrow quirked with derision. “Spoken like the guardian of many a ruined young female in this neighborhood, I’d wager.” “I beg your pardon. Marigold is not that kind of goat.”

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226. “Three years ago, there was a sordid, suspicious business with his cousin.” “I’d been wondering when we’d get to this.” Chase took a large swallow of brandy. “This is the good part. Pay attention.” Ash gave Chase an annoyed look. “Do you mind? We’re having a conversation here.”

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227. “He still took her breath away. As he slid from his horse, he was magnificent. Resplendent. Without a doubt, the most beautiful man she’d ever seen. And then he spoke.”

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228. “Well, I don’t know how you propose to complete this bed without joining pieces together. Did you find a leaflet in the attic with instructions? In Swedish?”

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229. “A small vibration of joy went through her. Two curt syllables of praise from him, and her heart thrummed like a dragonfly’s wings. Don’t, she bid it. Don’t you dare. Her heart didn’t listen to her – but then, it never did.”

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230. “Damn, she would be a delight to spoil. If she weren’t his employee, he could shower her with little gifts and luxuries. Remove all the small worries that came between her and the sky. “Do go on,” he said. “I’m listening.” And looking. And noticing.”

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231. “Please. I’ve promised Rosamund and Daisy. The girls will be so disappointed.” She’d promised them? Damn it. Broken promises were something he avoided at all costs. And the simplest way to avoid them was to not make any in the first place. Tonight he would give her a stern talking-to about making promises on his behalf. And perhaps a light spanking just to underscore the matter.”

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232. “With her kiss, his whole body came alive. Not just his body. Something stirred in the region of his heart, as well. Jesus. Jesus Christ and Mary Magdalene. Delilah, Jezebel, Salome, Judith, Eve. Trouble, every last one. Add Minerva Highwood to the list. A woman like this could ruin him. If he didn’t ruin her first.”

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233. “Women are allowed to do one-tenth of what men may do, and yet we are scrutinized for it ten times as closely.”

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234. “One last thing,” she muttered as Rosamund reached for the door knocker. “If Lady Penelope Campion offers you a sandwich – you will eat it. And you will like it.” “Why does that sound like a threat?” She didn’t answer. He’d learn soon enough for himself.”

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235. “They just needed a place to be themselves.”

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236. “Griff gripped his friend’s lapel, pulled him away from Pauline and lowered his voice to a growl. “I said, she’s mine.”

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237. “I knew yours to be the more resilient spirit.”

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238. “Lady Penny is a vegetarian,” Miss Teague said. “I’m afraid I don’t understand.” “She doesn’t eat meat,” Emma said. He paused. “I still don’t understand.”

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239. “The soup smells divine,” she said. In the distance, she saw the duke motion to a footman. “You heard her. Pour Her Grace some more wine.”

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240. “You know, you two have so much in common. You ought to be friends.” “We are nothing alike,” Ash sputtered. “No one could possibly confuse us,” Chase agreed. “Of course not,” Ash continued. “One of us is a repulsive monster, and the other was scarred at Waterloo.” She spoke over their protests. “You should see yourselves. You’re giving me identical scowls right this moment.” “I am not scowling,” the two men said. In unison. While scowling.”

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241. “Grieving is work in its own right. A harsh, relentless sort of labor.”

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242. “How was it that men could be so big and strong in body, and yet so fragile when it came to pride?”

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243. “I mean it.” He held her off with an outstretched hand. “Don’t do it, Alex. Don’t try to hold me with my head in your lap, and kiss my tortured brow and stroke my hair, and tell me I’m blameless and misunderstood.” Her nose wrinkled. “I hadn’t intended to do any such thing.” “Oh,” he said. “Well, then. Good.” Damn.”

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244. “He said simply, “Because I choose her.” “Truly?” Oh God. Truly? As in, had Minerva truly just said that aloud? At least she’d stopped herself from voicing the rest of the thoughts running through her addled brain, which went something like, Truly? That whole determined, dangerous saunter across the room was for me? In that case, would you mind going back and doing it all over again? Slowly this time, and with feeling.”

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245. “You’re being absurd.” He rose to his feet, pacing away. “There are fleas that jump from dog to dog with greater difficulty than your mind leaps from one conclusion to the next.”

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246. “Onion tartlets, pastry puffs stuffed with cheese, a terrine of mushroom and hazelnuts. There’s an pharaoh-sized pyramid of exotic fruits. The pineapples alone must have cost a small fortune. And, of course, there’s the sham.”

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247. “He had a set of rules when it came to sexual congress – he didn’t pay for it, he wouldn’t beg for it, and he damned well wasn’t going to wed for it.”

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248. “As though it made perfect sense. As if all the talking and not-talking and arguing and ignoring they’d done over the past eight years – no, so much longer than that – had all been entries on one long list of “Things We Do to Avoid Kissing.” And now that they’d reached the end of it, they had a great deal of lost time to make up. They.”

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249. “Absolutely not. We are not going into the water.” She lunged forward. They were going into the water.”

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250. “I’m afraid you’ll have to define these things if you want me to have any idea what you’re talking about. Alternatively, you can simply go on talking while I stare at your earlobe.” She blushed. “You needn’t trouble yourself.” “It’s no chore.” He crossed his arms and leaned back against the window casing. “I’m a veritable connoisseur of earlobes, and yours is rather nice.”

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