No woman really wants a man to carry her off; she only wants him to want to do it.
BARBARA MERTZSekhmet crawled onto Ramses’s lap and began to purr. ‘The creature oozes like a furry slug,’ said Ramses, eyeing it without favor.
More Barbara Mertz Quotes
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Exaggeration is the cheapest form of humor.
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I sometimes wonder what it would be like to be the respected patriarch of an ordinary English family.” “Very boring, Emerson.
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Most men are reasonably useful in a crisis. The difficulty lies in convincing them that the situation has reached a critical point
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If all else fails, we will simply have to drug our attendants, overpower the guards, raise the oppressed peasants to arms, and take over the government.
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People who relate what they believe to be new and startling information like to have such information received with exclamations of astonishment and admiration.
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a church ought to express the joy of religion as well as its majesty.
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Dogs can be made to feel guilty about anything, including the sins of their owners. Cats refuse to take the blame for anything – including their own sins.
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Money was the manure of politics.
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A lady cannot be blamed if a master criminal takes a fancy to her.
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The only way to do it is to do it: by writing, writing, writing.
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It was hate at first sight, clean, pure and strong as grain alcohol.
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That’s maturity-when you realize that you’ve finally arrived at a state of ignorance as profound as your parents.
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I disapprove of matrimony as a matter of principle…. Why should any independent, intelligent female choose to subject herself to the whims and tyrannies of a husband? I assure you, I have yet to meet a man as sensible as myself! (Amelia Peabody)
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stereotypes are awfully misleading. There are typical librarians, but not all librarians are typical.
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In the silence I heard Bastet, who had retreated under the bed, carrying on a mumbling, profane monologue. (If you ask how I knew it was profane, I presume you have never owned a cat.)
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