Emerson,’ I said, choosing my words with care, ‘it is a sheer drop from the cleft down to the base of the cliff. If you are bent on breaking your arm or your leg or your neck or all three, find a place closer to home so we won’t have to carry you such a distance.
BARBARA MERTZstereotypes are awfully misleading. There are typical librarians, but not all librarians are typical.
More Barbara Mertz Quotes
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If you take a man by surprise, and behave with sufficient arrogance, he will generally do what you ask. -Emerson
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Money was the manure of politics.
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Writing is like a bird-watcher watching for birds: the stories are there: you just have to train yourself to look for them.
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I would not be at all surprised to find that it was for gold that Cain committed the first murder. (It happened a very long time ago, and Holy Writ, though no doubt divinely inspired, is a trifle careless about details. God is not a historian).
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Many persons lead lives of crushing boredom.
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I don’t think she realized how much she cared for him, or he for her, until the end. Hasn’t someone said a woman may be known by the men who love her enough to die for her? (If they haven’t, I claim the credit myself.)
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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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Ramses had always been fond of Helen, in his peculiar fashion, but if he had looked at me as he was looking at her, I would have sent for a constable.
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Sekhmet crawled onto Ramses’s lap and began to purr. ‘The creature oozes like a furry slug,’ said Ramses, eyeing it without favor.
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When emotion supersedes reason … gullibility must follow.
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Another dead body. Every year it is the same. Every year, another dead body.
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He hesitated for a moment. Then he said softly, “I love you, Mother.” He took my hand and kissed it, and folded my fingers round the stem of the rose. He had stripped it of its thorns.
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there is nothing like a garden to rest the soul.
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There are too many people in the world as it is, but the supply of ancient manuscripts is severely limited.
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Nefret had always had an uncanny ability to read his thoughts. ‘Did she cry?’ she asked sweetly. ‘And then you kissed her? You shouldn’t have done that. I’m sure you meant well, but kissing someone out of pity is always a mistake.
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