I have so often been asked the question: "But how did you come to think of The Scarlet … - Baroness Orczy

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I've been keeping a diary for thirty-three years and write in it every morning. Most of it's just whining, but every so often there'll be something I can use later: a joke, a description, a quote. It's an invaluable aid when it comes to winning arguments. 'That's not what you said on February 3, 1996,' I'll say to someone.

Baroness Orczy

I have so often been asked the question: "But how did you come to think of The Scarlet Pimpernel?" And my answer has always been: "It was God's will that I should. " And to you moderns, who perhaps do not believe as I do, I will say, "In the chain of my life, there were so many links, all of which tended towards bringing me to the fulfillment of my destiny.

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The sound of distant breakers made her heart ache with melancholy. She was in the mood when the sea has a saddening effect upon the nerves. It is only when we are very happy that we can bear to gaze merrily upon the vast and limitless expanse of water, rolling on and on with such persistent, irritating monotony to the accompaniment of our thoughts, whether grave or gay. When they are gay, the waves echo their gaiety; but when they are sad, then every breaker, as it rolls, seems to bring additional sadness and to speak to us of hopelessness and of the pettiness of all our joys.

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Money and titles may be hereditary," she would say, "but brains are not,".

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There is such wonderful balm in self-imposed sacrifice.

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In the chain of my life, there were so many links, all of which tended towards bringing me to the fulfillment of my destiny.

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It does seem simple, doesn't it?' she said, with a final bitter attempt at flippancy, 'when you want to kill a chicken. . . you take hold of it. . . then you wring its neck. . . it's only the chicken who does not find it quite so simple. Now you hold a knife at my throat, and a hostage for my obedience. . . You find it simple. . . I don't

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