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Like a necktie or a bouquet of flowers, an idea was best if one did not fuss with it too much

Like a necktie or a bouquet of flowers, an idea was best if one did not fuss with it too much

Galen Beckett
Flower, Ideas, Bouquets

I will not deny that my heart has long occupied itself with the most tender feelings for another. So strong were these impulses that I indulged myself by thinking that if I could not have him whom I admired whom I will admit it now when I would not before I loved then I would never want another. However those are sentiments best saved for one of Lily's romances. The heart is a far more practical thing and in its life is happily capable of more than a single attachment.

Galen Beckett
Strong, Heart, Thinking
Galen Beckett (2008). “The Magicians and Mrs. Quent”, p.310, Bantam

One is always willfully absurd.... If one does not say silly things with a purpose, then he is merely an idiot.

Galen Beckett
Silly, Doe, Purpose
Galen Beckett (2010). “The House on Durrow Street”, p.206, Spectra

He was smiling again, his face alight, and Ivy knew her own expression was a mirror to his. Ivoleyn, he said, softly now, as if testing the word. And she replied, Dashton. Then their hands parted, but only so they might come closer, like two trees twining together to stand as one in a forest of green.

Galen Beckett
Mirrors, Expression, Hands

How resilient was the body, to return to its prior form so quickly! Yet the mind was formed of a less pliable substance. The emptiness in her thoughts would not be so easily filled. Instead there was a hollowness among them-a place she had reserved for future joys which now would never arrive.

Galen Beckett
Joy, Mind, Return
Galen Beckett (2012). “The Master of Heathcrest Hall”, p.35, Spectra

when all of life becomes crowded with profound and weighty matters, making time to engage in trivial things becomes an even greater priority.

Galen Beckett
Profound, Priorities, Matter
Galen Beckett (2012). “The Master of Heathcrest Hall”, p.92, Spectra

A word is all it takes to put a man in prison, or to seize his property, or to end his life. A saber might be stopped by a shield. A bullet might be dodged by a stroke of luck. But you can't dodge a word. If one is flung at you, it will hit its mark unerringly. No Garritt, there's nothing in the world more dangerous than talk.

Galen Beckett
Men, Luck, World
Galen Beckett (2008). “The Magicians and Mrs. Quent”, p.76, Bantam

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