Julia Quinn Quotes

Colin decided then and there that the female mind was a strange and incomprehensible organ - one which no man should even attempt to understand. There wasn't a woman alive who could go from point A to B without stopping at C, D, X, and 12 along the way.

~ Julia Quinn

James - Are you paying attention or just trying to make me look like an idoit?Elizabeth - Oh, I'm definately paying attention. If you look like an idiot it has nothing to do with me.

~ Julia Quinn

Anthony looked down at his evil clutches -- hands, he reminded himself, hands -- and grinned anew.

~ Julia Quinn

And if you say that's because you lot barged into her home like a herd of mentally deficient sheep, I'm disowning all three of you.

~ Julia Quinn

Sometimes Hen...I think I would give my life just for one of your smiles.

~ Julia Quinn

Blake took a small roll from the tray on the table, then put it back in favor of a larger one. And maybe a little butter. It certainly couldn't hurt. And jam...no, he drew the line at jam. She was a spy, after all.

~ Julia Quinn

This has to be the most self-centered thing I've ever said, but no, I think you just wanted to vex me.

~ Julia Quinn

He smacked the heel of his hand against his forhead, as if that could knock the mental picture out of his head. Hell, he though irritably, he didn't want to knock the image just out of his head. He wanted to send it clear across the room and out the window.

~ Julia Quinn

Michael nodded tersely, eyeing a table across the room. It was empty. So empty. So joyfully, blessedly empty.He could picture himself a very happy man at that table.Not feeling very conversational this evening, are we? Colin asked, breaking into his (admittedly tame) fantasies.

~ Julia Quinn

It was heaven. Forget angels, forget St. Peter and glittering harpsichords. Heaven was a dance in the arms of one's true love.

~ Julia Quinn

My mother is convinced that yellow is a happy color and that a happy girl would get a husband.-Penelope Featherington

~ Julia Quinn

Maybe she was a wallflower. There was no shame in that. Especially not if one enjoyed being a wallflower.

~ Julia Quinn

You should do that more often,” he said. “Laugh, I mean.”“I know.” But that sounded sad, and she didn’t want to be sad, so she added, “I don’t often get to torture grown men, though.”“Really?” he murmured. “I would think you do it all the time.”She looked at him.“When you walk into a room,” he said softly, “the air changes.

~ Julia Quinn

He smiled, and suddenly she knew that his words were true. Everything would be all right. Maybe not today and maybe not tomorrow, but soon. Tragedy couldn't coexist in a world with one of Colin's smiles.

~ Julia Quinn

Oh, God, Francesca,Now there’s a good one.Why?Why? Why?” He gave each one a different tenor, as if he were testing out the word, asking it todifferent people.“Why?” he asked again, this time with increased volumeas he turned around to face her.“Why? It’sbecause I love you, damn me to hell. Because I’ve always loved you. Because I loved you when youwere with John, and I loved you when I was in India, and God only knows I don’t deserve you, but Ilove you, anyway.”Francesca sagged against the door.“How’s that for a witty little joke?” he mocked. “I loveyou. I loveyou, my cousin’s wife. I loveyou, theone woman I can never have. I loveyou, Francesca Bridger-ton Stirling.

~ Julia Quinn