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Guilt

My son… guilt in proper measure, can be a useful emotion. However, when indulge to excess it becomes self-defeating, and even worse, tedious.
Devil in Spring by Lisa Kleypas

Small Talk

Naturally an intelligent young woman would wish to skip over mundane chitchat. However, most people need to be guided into a feeling of safety before they dare reveal their opinions to someone they’ve only just met. There’s a beginning to everything, after all. Every opera has its prelude, every sonnet its opening quatrain. Small talk is merely a way of helping a stranger to trust you, by first finding something you can both agree on.
Devil in Spring by Lisa Kleypas

Woman

A woman will always surprise you with what she’s capable of. You can spend a lifetime trying to discover what excites and interests her, but you’ll never know it all. There’s always more. Every woman is a mystery, not to be understood but enjoyed.
Devil in Spring by Lisa Kleypas

Loved

If you were loved, if you had people who cared about you, you could be by yourself and never feel alone. But if no one cared? You were isolated even in a crowd.
The Savior by J. R. Ward

Destiny

When do we ever know what we’re walking into. Destiny is not a straightaway. It’s cluttered with corners and all of them are dark. We make the turns we do and find ourselves where we are.
The Savior by J. R. Ward

Female

Colin decided then and there that the female mind was a strange and incomprehensible organ—one which no man should even attempt to understand. There wasn’t a woman alive who could go from point A to B without stopping at C, D, X, and 12 along the way.
Romancing Mr Bridgerton by Julia Quinn

Symptoms

One of the things they taught residents in medical school was that when you heard hoofbeats, don’t think zebras. In other words, don’t immediately assume a bump was malignant, flu-like symptoms were Ebola, a cough was the Black Death.
For the most part, it was good advice. Right up until the symptoms you were presented with turned out to be cancer or the plague.
J. R. Ward (The Savior)

Human

If there was one thing he’d learned in the war? Human were like toddlers. If there was something that could kill them, they would beeline for that event like the gunfight/ knife fight/ hand-to-hand was calling their name and promising free Starbucks.
The Savior by J. R. Ward