Gail Carriger Quotes and Sayings - Page 1

“It's no good choosing your first husband from a school for evil geniuses. Much too difficult to kill.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Husband #School #Evil

“I suspect it may be like the difference between a drinker and an alcoholic; the one merely reads books, the other needs books to make it through the day.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Book #Differences #Needs

“I am rather fond of ladybugs. They are so delightfully hemispherical.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Ladybugs

“How ghastly for her, people actually thinking, with their brains, and right next door. Oh, the travesty of it all.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Thinking #Doors #People

“She took a moment to lament her lack of parasol. Every time she left the house, she felt keenly the absence of her heretofore ubiquitous accessory.”
-- Gail Carriger

#House #Accessories #Moments

“The door was locked and Alexia, resourceful as she was, had not yet learned to pick locks. Though she mentally added it to her list of useful skills she needed to acquire along with hand-to-hand combat and the recipe for pesto. If her life were to continue on its present track which after 26 years of obscurity, now seemed to mainly involve people trying to kill her, it would appear that acquiring a less savory skill set might be necessary. Although she supposed pesto making ought to be termed 'more savory'.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Doors #Hands #Years

“As with most things in life, Lady Maccon preferred the civilized exterior to the dark underbelly (with the exception of pork products, of course.)”
-- Gail Carriger

#Dark #Pork #Exception

“Oh, Professor Lyall, are you making a funny? It doesn’t suit you.” The sandy-haired Beta gave Lady Maccon a dour look. “I am exploring new personality avenues.” “Well, stop it.” “Yes, my lady.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Personality #Looks #Suits

“Lord Maccon, might we have words on the proper tying of a cravat? For my sanity’s sake? Lord Maccon was nonplussed. Professor Lyall, on the other hand, was pained. “I do what I can.” Lord Akeldama looked at him, pity in his eyes. “You are a brave man.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Eye #Men #Hands

“She was no closer to determining who might want her dead. There were just too many possibilities.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Want #Might #Possibility

“At such close range, even she could hit a vampire full force in the shoulder, surprising him considerably. He paused in his attack. “Well, my word! You can’t threaten me, you’re pregnant!”
-- Gail Carriger

#Vampire #Range #Force

“Felicity grimaced in agreement. “No, you are perfectly correct. I did not realize how vital the approbation of one’s butler is in allowing for nocturnal autonomy.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Agreement #Nocturnal #Realizing

“Alexia had found pregnancy relatively manageable, up to a point. That point having been some three weeks ago, at which juncture her natural reserves of control gave way to sentimentality. Only yesterday she had ended breakfast sobbing over the fried eggs because they looked at her funny. The pack had spent a good half hour trying to find a way to pacify her. Her husband was so worried he looked to start crying himself.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Husband #Pregnancy #Yesterday

“I miss him, my lady.” “Well, he is now living adjacent. You can hardly miss him all that much.” “True. But we are no longer compatible—I am a werewolf; he is a vampire.” “So?” “So we cannot dance the same dance we used to.” Biffy was so sweet when he tried to be circumspect. Alexia shook her head at him. “Biffy, and I mean this in the kindest way possible: then you should change the music.” “Very good, my lady.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Sweet #Mean #Missing

“One should do what one is best at on as large a scale as possible.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Should #Scales

“Past persons of Scottishness in contact with mastermind of supernatural persuasion in London, aka Agent Doom.’ Floote moved on to the third bit of paper. “ ‘Lady K says Agent Doom assisted depraved Plan of Action. May have all been his idea.’ Moving on to the last one, he read out, "Summer permits Scots to expose more knee than lady of refinement should have to withstand. Hairmuffs much admired. Yours etc., Puff Bonnet.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Summer #Moving #Past

“Captain Niall, having apparently resigned himself to losing his quarry, was savaging her horsehair petticoat into teeny, tiny shreds. "Really, what did my poor petticoat do to offend?”
-- Gail Carriger

#Captains #Tiny #Losing

“Lord Akeldama sighed. 'You lovebirds, how will I endure such flirtations constantly in my company? How déclassé, Lord Maccon, to love your own wife.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Class #Wife #Lord

“I Preserve the nonviable embryo in formaldehyde for future study. Lord Maccon has been drinking my samples. When confronted, he admitted to be enjoying both the refreshing beverage and the 'crunchy pickled snack' as well. I was not pleased" (Professor Lyall to Madame Lefoux)”
-- Gail Carriger

#Drinking #Snacks #Beverages

“He dinna act like an Alpha." "He does in some areas.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Doe #Alphas

“Spin the parasol three times and repeat after me: I shield in the name of fashion. I accessorize for one and all. Pursuit of truth is my passion. This I vow by the great parasol.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Fashion #Passion #Names

“Well, my love,” said Alexia with prodigious daring to Lord Maccon, “shall we?” The earl started to move forward and then stopped abruptly and looked down at her, not moving at all. “Am I?” “Are you what?” She peeked up at him through her tangled hair, pretending confusion. There was no possible way she was going to make this easy for him. “Your love?” “Well, you are a werewolf, Scottish, naked, and covered in blood, and I am still holding your hand.” He sighed in evident relief. “Good. That is settled, then.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Moving Forward #Hair #Blood

“I may be a werewolf and Scottish, but despite what you may have read about both, we are not cads!”
-- Gail Carriger

#May #Cad #Scottish

“Alexia figured, delightedly, that this meant he did, in fact, tend to traipse around his private apartments in the altogether. Marriage was becoming more and more of an attractive prospect.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Facts #Becoming #Attractive

“Tunstell, this is your Alpha speaking. Do as I tell you. You must regurgitate now. Regurgitation is an involuntary action. You cannot simply order me to do it,” replied Tunstell in a small voice. “I most certainly can. Besides which, you are an actor.” Tunstell grimaced. “I’ve never had cause to vomit onstage.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Order #Voice #Actors

“Really, Alexia, what could have possessed you to attach yourself to the side of the ship in such a juvenile fashion? It is positively barnacle-like.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Fashion #Ships #Sides

“Oh, Lady Maccon, I am unreservedly in love with her. That black hair, that sweet disposition, those capital hats.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Sweet #Hair #Black

“Alexia,” she hissed to her friend, “there are knees positively everywhere. What do I do?”
-- Gail Carriger

#Knees #Positively

“Ah, Lady Maccon, how lovely. I did wonder when you would track us down.” “I was unavoidably delayed by husbands and Ivys,” explained Alexia. “These things, regrettably, are bound to occur when one is married and befriended.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Husband #Track #Lovely

“What did you do?” “Well, you see, there was this pot of tea, simply sitting there…” He trailed off. “Useful thing, tea,” commented Lyall thoughtfully.”
-- Gail Carriger

#Tea #Sitting #Pot