#historical

He speaks in that strange sports talk, telling me about the start of the new season and asks if I follow baseball. No. I really don’t. He assures me if I stay in town long enough I will become a baseball fan. It’s a requirement of living in St. Louis. Everyone is a Cardinal’s fan. “Loyal,” he tells me. St. Louis is a loyal town. ↗

— Gwenn Wright

#cardinals #contemporary #gothic #historical-fiction #missouri

When he [Colin] reached the center of the field, he paused to catch his breath and scan the area for telltale tufts of wool. When the lamb failed to appear, he cupped his hands around his mouth and tried again. "Dinner!" This time, his call earned an answer. Several answers. In fact, the ground shook with the collective bestial response. He spied several large, dark forms lumbering toward him through the twilight dusk. He blinked, trying to make them out. These weren't sheep. No, they were... Cows. Large cows. Remarkably fast and menacing cows. A small herd of them, all thundering straight for him where he stood in the center of the field. Colin took a few steps backward. "Wait," he said, holding up his hands. "I didn't mean you. ↗

— Tessa Dare

#historical-romance

A book is a wonderful present. Though it may grow worn, it will never grow old. ↗

— Jane Yolen

#cage #girl #historical-fiction #marjorie-bruce #old

She smells of her cooking and the perfume Eau d'Hadrien. My mother wore it, too. She used to cook, like Lili. Our house smelled of garlic and thyme instead of sadness. ↗

— Jennifer Donnelly

#sad #tragic #urban #young-adult-series #young-adult-fiction

I wondered what he would have thought if he'd known that I'd gleaned most of my information from reading historical romance novels. ↗

— Nicole Luiken

#humor #wit #humor

from THE DEVIL YOU KNOW- She wanted him too. He could see it in the rapid rise of her breasts. He could smell her budding arousal and would relish bringing her to full bloom. God, how he loved this dance! She had taken the first tentative steps, yet she still fought her desire, refused to give in to it, but he would lead her now. He was a master…and a ruthless bastard. ↗

— Victoria Vane

#love

Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Fill'd with death, ya pens'll hang ya. ↗

— Ron Swan

#revolutionary-war #death

Testimony should be a philosophical problem and not limited to legal or historical contexts where it refers to the account of a witness who reports what he has seen. ↗

— Paul Ricoeur

#contexts #historical #legal #limited #philosophical

Don't ever let anyone tell you that things can't be changed, that things can't be done. The can and they will, if we are united in what we believe. ↗

— F.C. Malby

#literary-fiction #change

Tko se odviše nada, mnogo gubi. Manje nade donosi više! ↗

— Marija Jurić Zagorka

#historical-romance