Kate Quinn Quotes

Men demonstrate their courage more often in little things than in great. - BALDASSARE CASTIGLIONE

...but nightmares were easier to bear when there were warm arms in the dark to burrow into.

What is the opposite of a lake? What is the opposite of drowning? What lies all the way west? (99%)

Maybe it is all rotten, but if the good ones leave, who's there to make it better after the war? I know why you have to leave, Ninochka. It's leave or nothing. But I can't give up my homeland and my oath for love. That's the kind of thing that makes men say little princesses have no place at the front.

We traded back and forth,both of us a little silly and enjoying it.The Little things, the getting-to-know-you-things".

Grief was beginning to be overlaid by the first layer of skin and time. Jordan supposed that layer would get thicker and thicker and in a way she was sorry. Grief cut, but it also made you remember. (78%)

She'd looked like a worn-out knight lowering her visor for one last charge, haggard, gaunt, composed, serene.

I am Athena. Before that I was Thea, singer and slave and lover of gladiators. Before that I was Leah, daughter of Benjamin and Rachael of Masada. I am as mortal as you, you common little man. And I fear no one!

I can just see you standing over a font with a screaming armful of lace!

It doesn't do to look too envious of other women. Men are already quite vain enough thinking we fight each other like cats for their attention, aren't they? - Giulia Farnese

I stood... poisoned in it's presence.

[Ruth]'d had bad nightmares in the fall, something about a woman hiding in her closet at night to steal her away, and Jordan had fussed very unnecessarily. Nina had taken her razor, gone into the closet and banged around uttering some Baba Yaga screeches, nicked the pad of her finger so there would be blood on the razor, then walked out holding it up for Ruth's inspection, announcing, "Is dead now." Nightmares had been better ever since.

Rose wasn't going to write a book or swim the Channel or do anything different - because once you're pregnant, you're finished.

Flamingo necks, peacock brains, pike livers, lark tongues, sow's udders, elephant trunks and ears extravagantly frilled with parsley.

Courage is defined by how we meet unfortunat circumstances - inevitable or not.

If part of that heart was always out of reach, that seemed entirely fair to Ian. You did not get a whole heart when you pinned yours to a splendid, battered, high-flying hawk like a nightwhich. Nina's soul would always, in some deep place, yearn to be flying under a bomber's moon with her dark-eyed Moscow rose. 99%

Hatred doesn't lie. Hatred doesn't tell soothing stories. You'll tell me true.' ~ Hadrian

Poetry is like passion--it should not be merely pretty; it should overwhelm and bruise.

A man who takes a virgin for a mistress will either wish to train her to his standards, or wish her to remain passive and innocent as he does the work. You will have to pay close attention and follow his lead.

Men are strange creatures...If a woman surrenders her virtue to an enemy, they are confident her patriotism can't be far behind. They have very little faith in a woman's ability to resist falling in love with a man who beds her. Besides, a horizontale isn't respectable, and a spy's business is already disreputable enough. We can't bring shame on our country by staining our reputations -- if we're to engage in espionage, we must do it as ladies.

I will not tell you one single solitary fact about my work, my friends, or the woman I was arested with. But I will tell you this, Rene Bordelon. You're a gullible fool. You're a terribly lover. And I hate Baudelaire.

Moments like this should have been glorious, and they never were. The monsters always looked so ordinary and pathetic, in the flesh.

But I'd far rather live without souls or morals than Parmesan.

Never trust a German to get a sauce right. Their solution to everything is just add more butter.

Make this m-more interesting, or I'm going to drink a lot faster.

Capon with just a squeeze of juice from a lime, nothing

Even when she was just a flutter inside me, I loved her. Because she is ours.

Your trouble is,your experience is all with boys.Not men...
What I mean is, it,s not a matter of age.There are boys aged fifty,and men aged fifteen It's all in what they do,not how old they are" He paused." A boy messes up with a lass,and he slinks off without fixing anything. A man makes a mistake, he fixes it.He apologizes.

The idea made her sick and scared, but so what? Why did it matter if something scared you, when it simply had to be done anyway?

It is better to be feared than loved. - MACHIAVELLI

I am only saying that I will find you mad wolves to hunt," Ian told his wife, "and that I will never break your heart." If part of that heart was always out of reach, that seemed entirely fair to Ian. You did not get a whole heart when you pinned yours to a splendid, battered, high-flying hawk like a Night Witch. Nina's soul would always in some deep place yearn to be soaring under a bomber's moon with her dark-eyed Moscow rose, and that was fine. Ian thought there was a chance, despite her prickles, that a bit of that remaining heart might thaw enough for him.

How do I know what I'm up for if you won't tell me what this is about?'
'It's about a friend,' she said simply. 'A blond woman with a sunshine laugh and the courage to light the world on fire.

I believe in revenge... I've lost faith in much over the years, but not that.

Annia of the red braid and the ferocious scowl and the long, long limbs. Annia Galeria Faustina ...
"Mine," I whispered, "Mine

Oh, Hell's gates!" Annia cried, borrowing Vix's favorite curse.

Big hat, no cattle.

It's what a man does when he likes a lass. Puts on a jacket. Puts a shine on his shoes. Asks her to dinner.

Even if we lose, what of it? We have made a song of freedom that will ring for a thousand years. No one will forget the Iceni or their red-haired queen.

You're smarter than any woman I know, a wee little adding machine in a black dress, and I like that. You've got a sharp tongue, and I like that too. You try to save everyone you meet, from your cousin and your brother to hopeless cockups like Gardiner and me, and I like that most of all. So I'm here to take you to dinner. I'm here in a jacket." Pause. "I hate jackets.

Have you ever been - well, i mean, have you ever - really wanted someone ? Wanted them like water in the desert - even when you knew all their faults, every single one - and it didnt matter ?

So you're met Finn. He's a dash, isn't he? If I weren't older than dirt and ugly as sin, I'd climb that like a French alp.

Paulinus, everyone knows. Say the word, and I'll run the bitch over with my chariot

B-but I am too tired for much hatred, monsieur. I have to get along in the world, or I w-w-won't live to see the end of this war.

I'm done loving sweet-souled long lashed idealists who dream of flight.... She would find some clear eyed hunter with a heart like a diamond.