Lorissa Deanna Quotes

#1. I abhorred weakness of any kind but most particularly in my tea. #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#2. I matched my heated tone with one of pure ice. "I believe I did attempt to relate to you the facts of my calls and you interrupted me with a rather magnificent display of temper much as you are doing now. If you do not have all the facts of the case perhaps you have no one but yourself to blame." Brisbane opened his mouth and shut it with a snap. His mouth remained closed but I could hear him muttering under his breath. "What are you saying?" "I am counting. To one hundred. In Cantonese. #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#3. I turned my face to the east and the first star that shimmered on the horizon. He held my hand, and it was the hand of the man I had married, lost and found again in the Badiyat ash-Sham, the fabled land of camels and caravans that lies just beyond the walls of the city of jasmine. To live with him would be a very great adventure indeed. #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#4. You are curious and quick, you have a deft mind, and for some unaccountable reason, people tell you things
useful things. #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#5. I'm excited because Deanna and I are on our way toward our stated objective of becoming scholars of the early Pink Floyd.
I feel that we have a fairly good grasp of the all of the music, including the singles, through the first two albums, Piper at the Gates of Dawn and A Saucerful of Secrets, and we've done some of the groundwork on More, Ummagumma, Zabriskie Point and Atom Heart Mother, although all of those need more review.
Anyway, #feelingchuffed ~ Sienna #Quote by Sienna McQuillen

#6. I blinked at her. She was as composed as a mediaeval saint, wearing an expression of Eastern inscrutability. "Yes, child. The less you and I discuss about that particular episode, the better. Ask me again when you're about to be married, and then we shall have a frank discussion." "I shan't marry," she informed me coolly. "Never?" "Never. I mean to find some purposeful work. A husband would get in my way." She was serious as the grave, but I knew better than to smile. "Perhaps you will. But life has a habit of changing your mind for you. Still, better you put that remarkable brain of yours to good use than feed it nothing more demanding than flower-arranging and playing the piano. Unless those are particular passions of yours," I added hastily. She rolled her eyes. "I loathe music, and flowers make me sneeze." "There you go. I was never very good at the feminine accomplishments, either." "Perhaps it's a family failing," she suggested kindly.

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"That is a perfectly exceptional child," Brisbane said when she was gone. "I think she must be what you were like as a little girl." "I was never so - " I began. But then I thought about Perdita. A little odd, mistress of her own interests, curious, with a penchant for speaking her mind. "Yes, I suppose rather." He smiled and put down his cup. He slapped his thighs, and I went to him, sliding onto his lap, my head fitting comfortably into the hollow of his neck. "I am very happy you are mine," I told him. Brisb #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#7. Molar pregnancies like Janet's are indeed rare, but they do happen. Over the last decade, frustrated and worried women have emailed me, asking why their doctors won't pay attention to their symptoms, telling them to just "wait it out." I think this happens because obstetricians see so many situations, and most of the time, it works out the way they expect - the recovery may be short, medium, or long, but will not require intervention. But statistics like one in five hundred are meaningless if you are the one. I always tell women who can't get through to their doctors to start looking for one whose office responsiveness matches her needs. Not every doctor and every patient are going to be a good fit. #Quote by Deanna Roy

#8. A person who reads lives more than one life, but that means that they die more than once as well. #Quote by Deanna Vasquez

#9. One is not born English without knowing how to converse easily about the weather. #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#10. There is always beauty to be found, even in the darkness. #Quote by Deanna Herrmann

#11. And a blank page was quite beautiful on its own, she'd found. There were already so many words, so many voices in the world. She flinched at contributing to the cacophony. #Quote by Deanna Fei

#12. people who had neglected my acquaintance during my widowhood. Widows were skeletons at the feast, dampening everyone else's pleasure, #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#13. My skin tingled, and suddenly, Deanna materialized before us. I jumped. #Quote by Richelle Mead

#14. Nothing good could stay pure, not even memory #Quote by Deanna Roy

#15. The Big Dipper rested neatly in the sky, surrounded by lesser bits of light, and I understood how it all fit together. Some moments of our lives were vivid and strong, hanging among all the other memories, not to be forgotten. Our baby was that constellation for us, and no matter where we looked, no matter what other stars dotted our sky, he would always be there, the biggest and the brightest of them all. #Quote by Deanna Roy

#16. I stepped closer still. He closed his eyes again and covered my hand with his own. 'You smell of violets. You always smell of violets,' he said. 'You've no idea how many times I have walked these moors and smelled them and thought you were near. On and on I walked, following the scent of you, and you were never there. When I saw you in the hall tonight, I thought I had finally gone mad. #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#17. Melinda settled back against the bricks. Just go in. Let me escape. Jake would interrogate her, no doubt. Maybe she should just never go home. Get a job again and be independent. Avoid the thought of having babies. Or failing at it. #Quote by Deanna Roy

#18. Darla shook her head, a small smirk on her lips. "You're such a mom," she told Katherine.
Katherine stared at her, puzzled. "You're a mom, too," she said softly.
"No, I gave birth. That doesn't make me a mom. Not like you."
A look passed between the two women like none they had ever shared before. For a split second, Katherine felt a slight connection. "Well, you rest. I'll check on you later." She turned and left the room, a funny, unexplainable feeling inside her. #Quote by Deanna Lynn Sletten

#19. Plum's handsome mouth curved into a smile. "Oh, yes. It's slipped your mind, dearest, but the year is 1889 - and that means Twelfth Night falls in 1890."

I buried my face in my hands. "No."

Brisbane stirred himself. "What is the significance of 1890?"

I peeped over my fingertips. "The Twelfth Night mummers' play. Every year the villagers put on a traditional mummers' play."

Brisbane groaned. "Not one of those absurdities with St. George and the dragon?"

"The very same." I exchanged glances with Plum. His smile sharpened as he picked up the story. "I am sure Julia told you Shakespeare once stayed as a guest of the Marches at Bellmont Abbey. There was apparently a quarrel that ended with the earl's wife throwing Shakespeare's only copy of the play he was writing into the fire. They patched things up, and - "

"And to demonstrate he bore no ill will, Shakespeare himself wrote our mummers' play," I finished. "Once every decade, instead of the villagers of Blessingstoke performing the traditional play, the family perform the Shakespearean version for the local folk."
"Every ten years," Brisbane said, his black brows arched thoughtfully.

"Yes. The men in the family act out the parts and the women are a sort of chorus, robed in white and singing in the background."

"It is great fun, really," Plum put in. "Father always plays the king who sends St. George to kill the dragon and the re #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#20. She had the face of a chocolate box Madonna and larceny in her heart. #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#21. She didn't look at me and I didn't look at her. Some questions are so direct the only way to ask them is sideways. #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#22. She rose suddenly and put out #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#23. It is my entire visual art practice: I eat, sleep, think, write about and do drawing. #Quote by Deanna Petherbridge

#24. I wore no jewels save the pendant Brisbane had given me with its secret code - the code that had given me my first inkling that he loved me. It had not been so very long since he had given it to me, a year only; twelve leaves of the calendar torn away, a few dozen weeks from then to now. But how much change that year had wrought! #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#25. If you were a man, your ladyship, I would cordially horsewhip you for that remark. #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#26. I am not trapped," Deanna said sharply, surprised and worried by the turn of the conversation. Kelly was so self-possessed that it was sometimes difficult to know what was going on in her mind. "I love you all. I live here and help with money because I choose to, because it makes me happy. I'd be miserable if I just up and left you in the lurch. #Quote by Noelle Adams

#27. Jake put his phone away and clasped her hand. "I think we should lobby for a bill to make it illegal for pregnant and non-pregnant women to be in the same doctor's office," he said. #Quote by Deanna Roy

#28. Have you not yet learned that it is easier to pull a star down from the heavens than to bend a woman to your will? #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#29. Desperate need and hunger overpowered something more vulnerable; an aching desire to know me, all of me, and to be known. To love and be loved. It changed everything. My heart swelled and broke all at once as I recognized the familiar ache. An ache I'd buried long ago. #Quote by Deanna Chase

#30. If I were going to play the adventuress, I might as well be hanged for a sheep as a lamb, I supposed. #Quote by Deanna Raybourn

#31. I know. Of course I know that. It is just that the calamities do seem to be piling up," I said, shivering a little as a goose walked over my grave.
Brisbane pinned me with a look. "You said once you would follow me to the ends of the earth in a white petticoat to be my wife, if that is what it took."
I pursed my lips. "You were not supposed to hear that. You were unconscious."
"Did you mean it?" I held that striking black gaze with my own. "You must know I did."
"That is why I know you will be there tomorrow, whatever calamities may come. As I will be." I looked down at the soaked, sooty gown. "I may have to wear a white petticoat, if it comes to it." Brisbane gave me a slow smile. "I wish you would. The sooner I can get you into just your petticoat - " "Ah, Brisbane! Good of you to come, my lad," Father said, rousing himself from his reverie. "Did you hear, we nearly lost poor old Crab. #Quote by Deanna Raybourn