Georgette Heyer Quotes - Page 4

• You are an atrocious person! Since the day I met you I have become steadily more depraved.

  Georgette Heyer

  Mets, Persons, Depraved

  Georgette Heyer (2011). “The Nonesuch”, p.286, Random House

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• Don't you dare call me arrogant!If ever I had any at all-which I deny!- how much could I possibly have left after having been ridden over rough-shod by you and Thomas, do you imagine?

  Georgette Heyer

  Arrogant, Imagine, Deny

  Georgette Heyer (2011). “Sylvester”, p.342, Random House

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• I don't know what you may have seen fit to tell her, Venetia, but so far as I understand it you could think of nothing better to do than to beguile her with some farrago about wishing Damerel to strew rose-leaves for you to walk on!" Damerel, who had resumed his seat, had been staring moodily into the fire, but at these words he looked up quickly. "Rose-leaves?" His eyes went to Venetia's face, wickedly quizzing her. "But my dear girl, at this season?" "Be quiet, you wretch!" she said, blushing.

  Georgette Heyer

  Girl, Eye, Thinking

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• I do not want a boy. I only want Monseigneur!

  Georgette Heyer

  Boys, Want

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• This, said Damerel wrathfully, is the second time you have walked in just as I am about to propose to your sister!

  Georgette Heyer

  Said, Propose

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• My dearest goose, why didn't you trust me, when I assured you that you might?' he countered. 'I have cherished throughout the believe that you would confide in me, and you see I was quite right.

  Georgette Heyer

  Believe, Might, Trust Me

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• Judging from the letters I've received from obviously feeble-minded persons who wish I would write another These Old Shades, it ought to sell like hot cakes.

  Georgette Heyer

  Writing, Cake, Judging

  "The Private World of Georgette Heyer". Book by Jane Hodge, 2011.

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• Miss Grantham gave a shriek. 'You have trifled with me!' she said, into the folds of her handkerchief. 'You promised me marriage, and now you mean to cast me off for Another!

  Georgette Heyer

  Mean, Missing, Said

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• Miss Grantham's sense of humour got the better of her at this point, and, tottering towards a chair, she sank into it, exclaiming in tragic accents:'Oh Heavens! I am betrayed!' His lordship blenched; both he and miss Laxton regarded her with guilty dismay. Miss Grantham buried her face in her handkerchief, and uttered one shattering word: 'Wretch!

  Georgette Heyer

  Missing, Heaven, Betrayed

  Georgette Heyer (2011). “Faro's Daughter”, p.202, Random House

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• As for the fan, she agreed that it was a most amusing trifle: just what she would wish to buy for herself, if it had not been so excessively ugly!

  Georgette Heyer

  Wish, Fans, Ugly

  Georgette Heyer (2011). “The Nonesuch”, p.134, Random House

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• Inclinó la cabeza, apretando fuertemente las manos ante sí sobre el brazo de su silla, pues su corazón anhelaba ir hacia él, pero no podía alcanzarlo, y le hacía doler la garganta de infelicidad encontrarse con aquella mirada suya que se posaba en su rostro sin verla.

  Georgette Heyer

  Heart, Hands, Looks

  Georgette Heyer (1939). “Royal Escape”

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• And that reminds me, Mama! I have just intercepted another of that puppy’s floral offerings to my sister. This billet was attached to it.” (Charles)

  Georgette Heyer

  Offering, Mama, Puppy

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• I will not listen to your verse on an empty stomach!" declared the Vicomte. "You have no soul," said Philippe sadly. "But I have a stomach, and it cries aloud for sustenance." "I weep for you," said Philip. "Why do I waste my poetic gems upon you?

  Georgette Heyer

  Soul, Waste, Poetic

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• Nevertheless, she did not weep, because, for one thing, it would have made her eyes red, and another, it would be of very little use.

  Georgette Heyer

  Eye, Would Be, Use

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• Did you imagine that you would make me believe ill of Sophy with your foolish and spiteful letter!' he demanded. 'You have tried to set me against her from the outset, but you over-reached yourself today, my girl! How dared you write in such terms to me! How could you have been so crassly stupid as to suppose that Sophy could ever need your countenance to set her right in the eyes of the world, or that I would believe one word of slander against her?

  Georgette Heyer

  Chica, Estúpida, Creer

  Georgette Heyer (2011). “The Grand Sophy”, p.324, Random House

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• I am relieved. May I now have the truth?

  Georgette Heyer

  May, Relieved

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• You’ve no more for me than I have for you.” Considerably disconcerted by this direct attack, she stammered: “How can you say so? When I am sure I have always been most sincerely attached to you!” “You deceive yourself, sister: not to me, but to my purse!

  Georgette Heyer

  Purses, Deceiving, Sincerely

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• Perhaps,” murmured his lordship, “I yielded to a compassionate impulse.” “A what?” gasped his best friend. “Oh, did you think I never did so?” said his lordship, the satirical glint in his eyes extremely pronounced. “You wrong me! I do, sometimes—not frequently, of course, but every now and then!

  Georgette Heyer

  Eye, Thinking, Sometimes

  Georgette Heyer (2011). “Frederica”, p.144, Random House

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• I was under the impression that I warned you that in London country ways will not do, Frederica!” “You did!” she retorted. “And although I can’t say that I paid much heed to your advice it so happens that I am accompanied today by my aunt!” “Who adds invisibility to her other accomplishments!

  Georgette Heyer

  Country, Aunt, Accomplishment

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• The Marquis believed himself to be hardened against flattery. He thought that he had experienced every variety, but he discovered that he was mistaken: the blatantly worshipful look in the eyes of a twelve-year-old, anxiously raised to his, was new to him, and it pierced his defences.

  Georgette Heyer

  Eye, Years, Twelve

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• There is a worse tyranny than that of ill-treatment. It is the tyranny of tears, vapours, appeals to feelings of affection and of gratitude!

  Georgette Heyer

  Gratitude, Ill Treatment, Feelings

  Georgette Heyer (2011). “Lady Of Quality”, p.67, Random House

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