Mary Darling Quotes

Goggie!" she exclaimed, holding both hands out urgently to Lad, who'd been dozing by the fire.
"By all means," Michael replied amicably, as if he and Mary were having a conversation. "Let's bring the mutt with us, as well. He's almost presentable now that he stinks o' roses. ~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Silence cleared her throat, fearful her voice would come out a croak. "Is she asleep?"
He blinked as if he, too, were waking from a dream, and glanced down at Mary Darling. "Aye, I'm a-thinkin' she is - she's stopped fussin' at me."
Silence felt a huge smile of relief spread over her face. "She was fussing? Oh, how wonderful!"
He shot her a look, one eyebrow arching. "Ye've taught the child to bully me, too, now?"
"Oh, no," she said hastily, embarrassed. Did he really think she bullied him? What a silly notion! ~ Elizabeth Hoyt

He sat and looked at her. "How is Mary Darling?"
"Fast asleep after playing and having a bath," she said. "The nursery is lovely."
"I'm glad you like it."
"Rose and Annie are obviously practiced nursemaids, and what is even better, they seem to like Mary, and she them."
He grunted. "It would take a hard heart to turn away from my Mary Darling."
A smile curved the corners of her lips. "You didn't seem too enamored of her when you first met."
"She has a forceful personality, as do I. We just took a bit to get to know one another. ~ Elizabeth Hoyt

You're right, Simon. Thank you for coming. (Sin)
(Simon threw himself against the stone wall, his face a mask of shock and dismay.)
Callie, quick, take cover, love. The castle is doomed. Sin said thank you to me. The end of the earth is upon us. (He crossed himself.) Hail Mary full of grace. (Simon) ~ Kinley MacGregor

Murder isn't that bad, we all die sometime anyway. ~ Mary Bell

I knew a transsexual guy whose only ambition is to eat, drink, and be Mary. ~ George Carlin

Also I wanted to be able to love And we all know how that one goes, don't we? Slowly ~ Mary Oliver

I love you, Mary, he says, and that is when I let the tears come. The great heaving sobs of terror and pain that shake my body until I can do nothing but grab on to Travis to anchor me to this spot. He pulls me toward him and I curl around his body as I weep. I fall into darkness with his fingers trailing through my har, my cheeks still wet and my body heaving. ~ Carrie Ryan

Something hit me very hard once, thinking about what one little man could do. Think of the Queen Mary - the whole ship goes by and then comes the rudder. And there's a tiny thing at the edge of the rudder called a trimtab.
It's a miniature rudder. Just moving the little trim tab builds a low pressure that pulls the rudder around. Takes almost no effort at all. So I said that the little individual can be a trimtab. Society thinks it's going right by you, that it's left you altogether. But if you're doing dynamic things mentally, the fact is that you can just put your foot out like that and the whole big ship of state is going to go.
So I said, call me Trimtab. ~ R. Buckminster Fuller

Enter to learn; depart to serve. ~ Mary McLeod Bethune

He couldn't begin his morning writing session until his writing implements and the bric-a-brac on his desk (including an indispensable figurine of two frogs dueling with swords) were perfectly disposed, but in thirty-five years of writing to deadline - all his novels were written as weekly or monthly serials - he missed a deadline only once, and then only because he was stunned by Mary Hogarth's death. ~ Robert Garnett

I'm really sorry, Jess, but she's going to have to have your room.'

'My room?' exploded Jess. 'There's a perfectly good spare room upstairs!'

'Yes, but you see, darling, Granny can't manage stairs quite so easily anymore. Since Grandpa died and she had that fall, you know- well, her house is too much for her to manage on her own. [...] Granny has to be on the ground floor, love. She can use the groundfloor loo, and we'll convert the old coal shed at the back into a bathroom.'

Jess was too furious to speak. No, wait, she wasn't. 'Where am I supposed to sleep then?' she snapped. 'Out on the pavement? ~ Sue Limb

I'm not looking at money, percentage points or grosses. This is my life, you know? To me, every day matters. ~ Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio

I came for the cause. Since I could not help, at least don't let me remember that I hindered it. I've learned how to manage on the ship; it will be nothing, after all this. Goodbye, Niko. You have made me a truer philosopher. Go with God. ~ Mary Renault

Those who have made unhappy marriages walk on stilts, while the happy ones are on a level with the crowd. No one sees 'em! ~ Pearl Mary Teresa Craigie

You'll never fly, if you're too scared of the height,
You'll never live if you're just too scared to die,
Everybody wants heaven, I know
But darling freedom ain't free, it's a long road
You'll never find your place up there in the sky
If you never say goodbye. ~ Hardwell & Dyro & Bright Lights

The changes are coming fast and blind now, and in your skull sits an hourglass with a grain size hole through which numb seconds are sliding. ~ Mary Karr

The Other Side of a Mirror

I sat before my glass one day,
And conjured up a vision bare,
Unlike the aspects glad and gay,
That erst were found reflected there -
The vision of a woman, wild
With more than womanly despair.
Her hair stood back on either side
A face bereft of loveliness.
It had no envy now to hide
What once no man on earth could guess.
It formed the thorny aureole
Of hard, unsanctified distress.

Her lips were open - not a sound
Came though the parted lines of red,
Whate'er it was, the hideous wound
In silence and secret bled.
No sigh relieved her speechless woe,
She had no voice to speak her dread.

And in her lurid eyes there shone
The dying flame of life's desire,
Made mad because its hope was gone,
And kindled at the leaping fire
Of jealousy and fierce revenge,
And strength that could not change nor tire.

Shade of a shadow in the glass,
O set the crystal surface free!
Pass - as the fairer visions pass -
Nor ever more return, to be
The ghost of a distracted hour,
That heard me whisper: - 'I am she! ~ Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

Religion - the wishful thinking of an ape that talks! You know what I think?" he asked rhetorically, trying to distract himself from yet another death. "Random shit happens, and we turn it into stories and call it sacred scripture - ~ Mary Doria Russell

God lends me His heart to love you with. I asked for it when I found my own was too small, and it really holds you, and leaves you room to grow. ~ Mary Haskell

There is no small act of kindness.
Every compassionate act makes large the world. ~ Mary Anne Radmacher

Redd up the ship! ~ Mary Ann Shaffer

Parents wrongly assume that their daughters live in a world similar to the one they experienced as adolescents. They are dead wrong. Their daughters live in a media-drenched world floded with junk values. As girls turn from their parents, they turn to this world for guidance about how to be an adult. ~ Mary Pipher

In creating the Harry Potter artwork, I try to bring a certain amount of realism and believability to the characters and setting, but still add an element of wonder and the unknown. ~ Mary Grandpre

Her theme was happiness: what it was; what it was not; where we might find it, where not; and how, if found, it must be guarded. Never must we confound it with pleasure. Nor think sorrow its exact opposite. ~ Mary Lavin

I throw my arms around her without even thinking first, the way I used to with Daddy when he came home from a trip. "Thank you," I say into her waist. Her clothes smell so good. I feel her hand resting on my head, and for that second I feel like nothing could ever go wrong. Not when there's Miss Mary to hug. ~ Elizabeth Flock

London's like a forest ... we shall be lost in it. ~ Mary Elizabeth Braddon

I'm not dieting anymore. I want to eat what my body is asking of me. Just listen to your body in general - it's all self-awareness. ~ Mary Lambert

Mary-Lynnette: "You have not read 'Pride and Prejudice'."
Ash: "Why not?"
Mary-Lynnette: "Because Jane Austen was a human."
Ash: "How do you know?"
Mary-Lynnette: "Well Jane Austen was a woman, and you're a chauvinist pig."
Ash: "Yes, well, that I can't argue. ~ L.J.Smith

Margery," I blurted out in a passion of frustration. "I don't know what to make of you!"

Nor I you, Mary. Frankly, I cannot begin to comprehend the motives of a person who dedicates a large portion of her life to the contemplation of a God in whom she only marginally believes."

I felt stunned, as if she had struck me in the diaphragm. She looked down at me, trying to measure the effect of her words.

Mary, you believe in the power that the idea of God has on the human mind. You believe in the way human beings talk about the unknowable, reach for the unattainable, pattern their imperfect lives and offer their paltry best up to the beingless being that created the universe and powers its continuation. What you balk as it believing the evidence of your eyes, that God can reach out and touch a single human life in a concrete way." She smiled a sad, sad smile. "You mustn't be so cold, Mary. If you are, all you will see is a cold God, cold friends, cold love. God is not cold-never cold. God sears with heat, not ice, the heat of a thousand suns, heat that inflames but does not consume. You need warmth, Mary-you, Mary, need it. You fear it, you flirt with it, you imagine that you can stand in its rays and retain your cold intellectual attitude towards it. You imagine that you can love with your brain. Mary, oh my dear Mary, you sit in the hall and listen to me like some wild beast staring at a campfire, unable to leave, fearful of losing your freedom i ~ Laurie R. King

Mary was like a caged tiger in the first days of her captivity. Keen, alert, and watchful, she listened tensely each dawn for the key that unlocked her door. After breakfast she watched the road for messengers, pacing back and forth like a confined feline.
But no messengers ever came.
Elizabeth had abandoned her. Or forgotten her.
And the days passed.
Little by little, the Queen of Scots grew accustomed to her captivity. She no longer heard the key in the lock, or the footsteps outside her door. More often than not it was the maid's cheerful voice that woke her, along with the hand on Mary's shoulder and the delicious smells wafting from the breakfast tray. ~ Margaret George

I have a tiny infant of an idea, much too frail and defenseless to risk describing, even to you ... I am going to coddle it and feed it and see if I can make it grow. ~ Mary Ann Shaffer

The carpenter's daughter has won a name for herself, and deserved to win it ~ Charles Dickens

Being in Los Angeles is this brutal awakening, where I feel not good enough as soon as I walk into a room, and I'm wearing the wrong thing, or I don't have enough make up on. It's all about image. ~ Mary Lambert

The wild sea roars and lashes the granite cliffs below,And round the misty islets the loud strong tempests blow. ~ Mary Howitt

The question is not whether Scotland can survive as a separate state. Of course it could. ~ Alistair Darling

The Past is Experience, Thats All You Got to Learn From. ~ Mary Norton

Diane Gonclaves DeLuna and her mother, Mary for whom my heroine is named for. Diane and I met on Facebook, but we soon learned we have one thing (besides romance novels) in common. Her mother suffers from Alzheimer's and min suffered from Dementia. Both of us wish we only had the love of romances in common. Jane ~ Aileen Fish

Idealism and realism meet in the actual. ~ Mary Parker Follett

Did your patron specify a motif? Usually I do a standard Virgin Mary from the waist up, and in this case I will throw in Babe Jesus for free, since you have come all this way. ~ Anne Fortier

Gentlemen do not work. Since I do not work, therefore I must be a gentleman. ~ Mary Jo Putney

The soaps are great training. You can form good habits - or you can form bad habits. You have to set your goals. If you're not clear on what you want, you can slip into bad habits. It can become a comfortable place, and you don't grow. ~ Mary Page Keller

I was seventeen years old, a married woman without real responsibilities, miserable about my mixed-up emotions, afraid there was something awfully wrong with me because I didn't enjoy being a wife. Worst of all, I didn't have enough to do. ~ Mary Martin

There's hope until the last second. ~ Mary Lindsey

As the daughter of two teachers with first-class degrees, I'd always seen myself as a duffer by comparison. ~ Mary Quant

If we were to see the grandeur of our real selves, I suspect we would also see the necessity of living up to who we really are. And most of us are too lazy for that. Or else we are having too good a time enjoying our less than perfect lives to be bothered. (Claudia Martin) ~ Mary Balogh

I had to go away for a few days so I called the kennel and made an appointment. I guess Bear overheard the conversation. "Love and company," said Bear, "are the adornments that change everything. I know they'll be nice to me, but I'll be sad, sad, sad." And pitifully he wrung his paws. I cancelled the trip. ~ Mary Oliver

If anyone does not believe that Holy Mary is the Mother of God, such a one is a stranger to the Godhead. ~ Gregory Of Nazianzus

I understand true life doesn't happen when I constantly gaze backwards, mulling over all the injustices others have done or I have done to others. ~ Mary E. DeMuth