“I think I made a better boy than I do a man, I admitted ruefully to the wolf. Why not wait until you've been at it a bit longer and then decide? he suggested.”

“God made man, and then he said, "I can do better than that," and made woman.”

“ The longer I wait the more reasons I can think of why it means something other than what I thought it meant when I first read it. ”

“Why do you like Hugh better? Because he is a Viscount?''Well, that's one reason,' I admitted, without any false shame. Respect for degree was in my blood and I didn't think of it as snobbery.”

“You know,I think I'd rather freeze than continue this conversation. You've been warned.Proceed at your own risk."He smiled. "I always do,darlin'.”

“God made him, and therefore let him pass for a man. In truth, I know it is a sin to be a mocker, but he! why, he hath a horse better than the Neapolitan’s, a better bad habit of frowning than the Count Palentine; he is every man in no man. If a throstle sing, he falls straight a-cap’ring. He will fence with his own shadow. If I should marry him, I should marry twenty husbands.”