I want you cool and regal, earthy and impertinent, spoiling for a fight and abashed at your own temper. I want you flushed with exertion and rosy with sleep. I want you teasing and provocative, somber and thoughtful. I want every emotion, every mood, every year in a lifetime to come. I want you beside me, to encourage and argue with me, to help me and let me help you. I want to be your champion and lover, your mentor and student.
She'd stood by that creed. No softness, because the world wasn't soft; lots of laughter, because if you were in on the joke, the joke couldn't be on … - Connie Brockway
She'd stood by that creed. No softness, because the world wasn't soft; lots of laughter, because if you were in on the joke, the joke couldn't be on …
- Connie Brockway
I want you cool and regal, earthy and impertinent, spoiling for a fight and abashed at your own temper. I want you flushed with exertion and rosy wit… - Connie Brockway
I want you cool and regal, earthy and impertinent, spoiling for a fight and abashed at your own temper. I want you flushed with exertion and rosy wit…
You can figure out what the villain fears by his choice of weapons. - Connie Brockway
You can figure out what the villain fears by his choice of weapons.
And enigmatic smile is worth ten pages of dialog. - Connie Brockway
And enigmatic smile is worth ten pages of dialog.
No one ever fell in love gracefully. - Connie Brockway
No one ever fell in love gracefully.
An intelligent lady, a little too mature for recklessness, a little too young for caution. - Connie Brockway
An intelligent lady, a little too mature for recklessness, a little too young for caution.
Give me a strong back, over a soft heart. - Connie Brockway
Give me a strong back, over a soft heart.
The lower your decolletage, the less the need for conversation. - Connie Brockway
The lower your decolletage, the less the need for conversation.
You are my country, Desdemona. ... My Egypt. My hot, harrowing desert and my cool, verdant Nile, infinitely lovely and unfathomable and sustaining. - Connie Brockway
You are my country, Desdemona. ... My Egypt. My hot, harrowing desert and my cool, verdant Nile, infinitely lovely and unfathomable and sustaining.
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