I am so tired of ruggedly handsome heroes. I don’t know too many ruggedly handsome people who are necessarily nice people. In fact, the beautiful people have a big handicap because they rely too much on their appearance and don’t bother to become interesting.
BARBARA MERTZstereotypes are awfully misleading. There are typical librarians, but not all librarians are typical.
More Barbara Mertz Quotes
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It’s not unsporting to thrash a cowardly cad,’ said Simmons. ‘Everyone knows you don’t fight like a gentleman.’ ‘That might be called an oxymoron,’ Ramses said. ‘Oh–sorry. Bad form to use long words. Look it up when you get home.’ The poor devil didn’t know how to fight, like a gentleman or otherwise.
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Exaggeration is the cheapest form of humor.
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When emotion supersedes reason … gullibility must follow.
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..he continues to cling to the forlorn hope that I will turn into one of those swooning females…and fling myself squeeling at him whenever anything happens. Like all men, he clings to his illusions.
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It may take us a little longer to reach the summit, but never fear, we will get there!
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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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The approval of a cat cannot but flatter the recipient.
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Cats always pick the laps of the people who don’t like them.
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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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Marriage, in my view, should be a balanced stalemate between equal adversaries.
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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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You are softening toward the young rascal because he is ill, and because he says he likes cats.” “It is an engaging quality, Emerson.” “That depends,” said Emerson darkly, “on how he likes them.
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Cats always made up to the people who hated them the most. Depending on how you chose to look at it, it was a touching manifestation of trust, or a malicious pleasure in human discomfort.
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I had refused Emerson’s well-meant offers of assistance, knowing his efforts would be confined to moving the furniture to the wrong places and demanding how much longer the process would take.
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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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