Your trousers are on fire. I would have told you, but you so dislike advice.
BARBARA MERTZPeople who relate what they believe to be new and startling information like to have such information received with exclamations of astonishment and admiration.
More Barbara Mertz Quotes
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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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Conventional history completely ignores half the human race.
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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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I do not scruple to employ mendacity and a fictitious appearance of female incompetence when the occasion demands it.
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Many persons lead lives of crushing boredom.
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I have no writing habit. I work when I feel like it, and I work when I have to – mostly the latter.
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Superstition has its practical uses.
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Giving other people advice is one of the most irritating and useless activities known to man.
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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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a church ought to express the joy of religion as well as its majesty.
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When men start talking about ‘honor’, there is sure to be trouble ahead.
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There was no warning, not even a knock. The door flew open, and he forgot his present aches and pains in anticipation of what lay in store. The figure that stood in the door was not that of an enemy. It was worse. It was his mother.
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A lady cannot be blamed if a master criminal takes a fancy to her.
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…Nefret said with a gusty sigh, ‘Well, that’s done it. We may as well join in, Ramses, family arguments are the favorite form of amusement here and this looks like being a loud one.
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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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