kissing someone out of pity is always a mistake.
BARBARA MERTZThere are too many people in the world as it is, but the supply of ancient manuscripts is severely limited.
More Barbara Mertz Quotes
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The only way to do it is to do it: by writing, writing, writing.
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No woman really wants a man to carry her off; she only wants him to want to do it.
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I never meant to marry. In my opinion, a woman born in the last half of the nineteenth century of the Christian era suffered from enough disadvantages without willfully embracing another.
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To argue without knowledge is like trying to weave without thread.
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Loving someone condemns you to a lifetime of fear. You become painfully conscious of how fragile people are – bundles of brittle bones and vulnerable flesh, breeding grounds for billions of deadly germs and horrible diseases.
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The combination of physical strength and moral sincerity combined with tenderness of heart is exactly what is wanted in a husband.–Ameila Peabody
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There is nothing sadder than the cheerful letters of the dead, expressing hopes that were never fulfilled, ambitions that were never achieved, dreams cut off before they could come to fruition.
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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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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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But the dust! And the clutter! My housewifely and scholarly instincts were equally offended.
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Love has a very dulling effect on the brain
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It is easier to counterfeit old age than youth.
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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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Money was the manure of politics.
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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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