terça-feira, julho 28, 2015

The Duke and I - Citação [2]

Emma 1996
And finally, she kind of sort of just a little teeny bit actually wanted to dance with the duke.

The Duke and I - Julia Quinn

The Duke and I - Citação

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Anthony laughed some more. "For that comment I shall start introducing you to the debutantes myself."

"If you do," Simon warned, "you shall soon find yourself dying a very slow and painfull death."

Anthony grinned. "Swords or pistols?"

"Oh, poison. Very definitely poison."

The Duke and I - Julia Quinn

A Little Princess - Citação [12]


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"Well, it is. One of her 'pretends' is that she is a princess. She plays it all the time—even in school. She says it makes her learn her lessons better. She wants Ermengarde to be one, too, but Ermengarde says she is too fat."

"She IS too fat," said Lavinia. "And Sara is too thin."

Naturally, Jessie giggled again.

"She says it has nothing to do with what you look like, or what you have. It has only to do with what you THINK of, and what you DO."

A Little Princess - Frances Hodgson Burnett

A Little Princess - Citação [11]

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Anyone who has been at school with a teller of stories knows what the wonder means—how he or she is followed about and besought in a whisper to relate romances; how groups gather round and hang on the outskirts of the favored party in the hope of being allowed to join in and listen. Sara not only could tell stories, but she adored telling them. When she sat or stood in the midst of a circle and began to invent wonderful things, her green eyes grew big and shining, her cheeks flushed, and, without knowing that she was doing it, she began to act and made what she told lovely or alarming by the raising or dropping of her voice, the bend and sway of her slim body, and the dramatic movement of her hands. She forgot that she was talking to listening children; she saw and lived with the fairy folk, or the kings and queens and beautiful ladies, whose adventures she was narrating. Sometimes when she had finished her story, she was quite out of breath with excitement, and would lay her hand on her thin, little, quick-rising chest, and half laugh as if at herself.

"When I am telling it," she would say, "it doesn't seem as if it was only made up. It seems more real than you are—more real than the schoolroom. I feel as if I were all the people in the story—one after the other. It is queer."

A Little Princess - Frances Hodgson Burnett

A Little Princess - Citação [10]

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[...] a soft wind is always blowing. [...] And people are never tired, however far they walk.

A Little Princess - Frances Hodgson Burnett

A Little Princess - Citação [9]

A Little Princess 1995
The little ones, who were accustomed to being disdained and ordered out of the way by mature ladies aged ten and twelve, were never made to cry by this most envied of them all.

A Little Princess - Frances Hodgson Burnett

A Little Princess - Citação [8]

A Little Princess 1995


[...] but as time went on it became apparent that Sara was a leader, too, and not because she could make herself disagreeable, but because she never did.

A Little Princess - Frances Hodgson Burnett

A Little Princess - Citação [7]

A Little Princess 1995
Perhaps, really, Emily can read and talk and walk, but she will only do it when people are out of the room. That is her secret. You see, if people knew that dolls could do things, they would make them work. So, perhaps, they have promised each other to keep it a secret.

A Little Princess - Frances Hodgson Burnett

A Little Princess - Citação [6]

A Little Princess - 1995


"Papa," said Sara, "you see, if I went out and bought a new doll every few days I should have more than I could be fond of. Dolls ought to be intimate friends. Emily is going to be my intimate friend."

A Little Princess - Frances Hodgson Burnett

A Little Princess - Citação [5]

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Sara was to be what was known as "a parlor boarder," and she was to enjoy even greater privileges than parlor boarders usually did. She was to have a pretty bedroom and sitting room of her own; she was to have a pony and a carriage, and a maid to take the place of the ayah who had been her nurse in India.

A Little Princess - Frances Hodgson Burnett

A Little Princess - Citação [4]

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She was mistaken, however, in thinking she was an ugly child. She was not in the least like Isobel Grange, who had been the beauty of the regiment, but she had an odd charm of her own. She was a slim, supple creature, rather tall for her age, and had an intense, attractive little face. Her hair was heavy and quite black and only curled at the tips; her eyes were greenish gray, it is true, but they were big, wonderful eyes with long, black lashes, and though she herself did not like the color of them, many other people did. 

A Little Princess - Frances Hodgson Burnett

A Little Princess - Citação [3]


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And then suddenly he swept her into his arms and kissed her very hard, stopping laughing all at once and looking almost as if tears had come into his eyes.

A Little Princess - Frances Hodgson Burnett

A Little Princess - Citação [2]

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The fact was, however, that she was always dreaming and thinking odd things and could not herself remember any time when she had not been thinking things about grown-up people and the world they belonged to.

A Little Princess - Frances Hodgson Burnett

A Little Princess - Citação

London
Once on a dark winter's day, when the yellow fog hung so thick and heavy in the streets of London that the lamps were lighted and the shop windows blazed with gas as they do at night, an odd-looking little girl sat in a cab with her father and was driven rather slowly through the big thoroughfares.

A Little Princess - Frances Hodgson Burnett

sábado, julho 25, 2015

The Healer's Apprentice - Citação [6]

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He sighed and turned in the direction of the southest tower. It was time to have his stitches taken out. And time for him to stop thinking about Rose. Past time. He should never have allowed himself to dwell on her beauty, her anaffected manners, her seewt but determined temperament.

Wilhelm shook his head. He was doing it again.

The Healer's Apprentice - Melanie Dickerson
Book 1 of the Hagenheim Series