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 MERTZSuperstition has its practical uses.
More Barbara Mertz Quotes
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Another dead body. Every year it is the same. Every year, another dead body.
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Noble causes have a deplorable effect on the morals of the persons who espouse them.
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kissing someone out of pity is always a mistake.
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The only people who are not in awe of Emerson’s powerful voice and well-nigh superhuman strength are the members of his own family. He is aware of this, and often complains about it; so from time to time I like to put on a little show of being intimidated. ‘Proceed, my dear,’ I said apologetically.
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When emotion supersedes reason … gullibility must follow.
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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 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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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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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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Superstition has its practical uses.
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His masculinity was only too apparent
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I have learned that particularly clever ideas do not always stand up under close scrutiny.
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A fondness for martyrdom, especially of the verbal variety, is common to the young.
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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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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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