Northanger Abbey

Father, everybody has mugs these days. It's not a sign of debauchery and disrepute to drink tea from a mug.

It was a source of constant disappointment to Catherine Morland that her life did not more closely resemble her books. Or rather, that the books in which she found its likeness were so unexciting.

You can't prove a negative. I can't prove there are no such thing as vampires any more than you can prove you're not a lesbian.

It’s your fault because you got me into Morag Fraser. I’d never even heard of the Hebridean Harpies series till you dragged me along to her event. And now I am totally hooked. I was reading Vampires on Vatersay till one in the morning. I just had to finish it. And then I started Banshees of Berneray at breakfast and I could hardly drag myself away from it to come and meet you.

Admittedly, they [(places in novels)] didn't all have such ridiculous names as the ones in the Piddle Valley where her father's group of parishes was centered. It would have been hard to make credible a romantic fiction set in Farleigh Piddle, Middle Piddle, Nether Piddle and Piddle Dummer.

junction at the top of the stairs. She gave a curious glance down General Tilney’s corridor, but she

Cat's passion for atmospheric architecture was only just second to her passion for Henry.

The habit of loving is definitely one to be cultivated.

The abbey was vampire heaven.

You couldn't have everything. At least, not all at the same time.