Gail Carriger – Quotes

And I find perfect

And I find perfect beauty excessively boring, don’t you? Gail Carriger

The duke contents himself mainly with attempting to rule the world and other suchlike nonsense. When one is guiding the patterns of the social universe, a single spinster preternatural is unlikely to cause one undue distress. Gail Carriger

Madame Lefoux acted as

Madame Lefoux acted as midwife. In her scientific way, she was unexpectedly adept at the job. When the infant finally appeared, she held it up for Alexia to see, rather proudly, as though she’d done all the hard work herself. ‘Goodness,’ said an exhausted Lady Maccon, ‘are babies customarily that repulsive looking? Gail Carriger

These things, regrettably, are

These things, regrettably, are bound to occur when one is married and befriended. Gail Carriger

With a resigned shrug,

With a resigned shrug, she screamed and collapsed into a faint. She stayed resolutely fainted, despite the liberal application of smelling salts, which made her eyes water most tremendously, a cramp in the back of one knee, and the fact that her new ball gown was getting most awfully wrinkled. Gail Carriger

Goodness gracious me,” exclaimed

Goodness gracious me,” exclaimed Alexia, “what are you wearing? It looks like the unfortunate progeny of an illicit union between a pair of binoculars and some opera glasses. What on earth are they called, binocticals, spectaculars?” The earl snorted his amusement and then tried to pretend he hadn’t. “How about glassicals?” he suggested, apparently unable … Read more

She would have colored

She would have colored gracefully with embarrassment had she not possessed the complexion of one of those “heathen Italians,” as her mother said, who never colored, gracefully or otherwise. (Convincing her mother that Christianity had, to all intents and purposes, originated with the Italians, thus making them the exact opposite of heathen, was a waste … Read more

Even Alexia, spinster that

Even Alexia, spinster that she was, was given an allowance large enough to dress her to the height of fashion— although she did tend to stick to trends a little too precisely. The poor thing could not help it. Her choice of clothing simply lacked soul. Gail Carriger

Please, Lord Maccon, use

Please, Lord Maccon, use one of the cups. My delicate sensibilities.” The earl actually snorted. “My dear Miss Tarabotti, if you possessed any such things, you certainly have never shown them to me. Gail Carriger

Miss Tarabotti was not

Miss Tarabotti was not certain if he was objecting to the kick or the scream, so she issued both again— with interest. He seemed to be having a difficult time negotiating Alexia’s multiple layers of skirts and ruffles, which formed a particularly efficacious barrier in the tight confines of the hackney. Gail Carriger