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Not only a countess but a nymph of the greenwood,
Lady of the Mere, Sole-sitting by the shores of old romance.
What is a lovely queen like you" - his nose wrinkles - "doing in a smelly place like this?
I ain't know what it is to be a girl Mistress Grandsol. I pass straight from child to woman without even a pause for girl between. Girl is a privilege I never know.
I will be mistress of myself.
The Madame deplored fat men. They had no laps, and of what use is a lapless human? Nevertheless, she gave him the common courtesy of a sniff at his trouser cuffs and immediately backed away, twitching her nose and showing her teeth.
declared Mr Marrable magniloquently;
of the palace to inform me that Lady Margaret
lush and flagitious mistresses. It
I was brought up in a household with sir and ma'am.
If you're not too busy this evening, why don't you bring your soft shoes and your pads over to officers' row and we'll go waltzing Matilda? Say about eight o'clock." "Yes, sir." "That's not an order, that's an invitation. If you really are slowing down,
[...] that magic power of fascination by which a woman can charm with a word or intoxicate with a smile
breathtakingly lewd exhibition of modesty.
Gentlemen and maidens in this general vicinity, how doth it go?
I'm trying to be more of a gentleman.
My illustrious lordship, I'll show you what a woman can do.
Courtesy is a lady's armor.
Miss Aubrey, come and have pity on us. We are reading novels and feel our manliness diminishing by the moment. Come restore our vanity, do, and tell us we look the dashing officers we once were.
mistress of Netherfold.
Lucien, women are wondrous, mysterious, and magical creatures, who should be treated not only with respect but with reverence, perhaps even awe. Now go sweep the steps.
On Becoming a 'Lady': What every mother wants her daughter to be.
Victorian and touchingly respectable. "I have been crying," confessed Lady Agatha. "I was afraid so, Lady Agatha," said Emily.
The chamber-maid had left no ******* *** under the bed: - Cannot you contrive, master, quoth Susannah, lifting up the sash with one hand, as she spoke, and helping me up into the window seat with the other, - cannot you manage, my dear, for a single time to **** *** ** *** ******?
A proper young lady who should, in your opinion, play by the conventional rules. do as you like, Mr. Hopkins, but I am having a mulled wine. This feels like a good day to break rules.
An excellent servant is always present, yet rarely seen or heard. Much like a specter who happens to enjoy cleaning." - The Dowager Marchioness of Wallingham to her butler.
I keep forgetting who I'm dealing with. The Queen of Kink."
"I'm a trained submissive. More like King's Consort. I'm not worthy to hold actual rank," she said with a wink.
"Well, I'm honored to consort with you."
Eleanor gave him her best wicked grin. "Then consort with me already.
Mrs. Pang was once a nanny for me, and she spoils me the way I imagined kindhearted women would spoil an orphan, loving me for whom I am, exactly the opposite of my mother, whose love I have to earn with great effort and with little success.
Colonel Fitzwilliam's manners were very much admired at the Parsonage, and the ladies all felt that he must add considerably to the pleasures of their engagements at Rosings. It was some days, however, before they received any invitation thither - for while there
Sterling Maids clean up with some sexy fun.
Magdalene's handjobs,
Give us that grand word 'woman' once again, and let's have done with 'lady'; one's a term full of fine force, strong, beautiful, and firm, fit for the noblest use of tongue or pen; and one's a word for lackeys.
My lady, it has been my honour to escort you.
Whore or courtesan, she put on a great little show.
Are you telling me you're cooking me dinner?- Regan Its the quickest way, without physical contact, to get a woman into bed. The kitchen through there?
To-day the woman is Mrs. Richard Roe, to-morrow Mrs. John Doe, and again Mrs. James Smith according as she changes masters, and she has so little self-respect that she does not see the insult of the custom.
Good manners, Madam, are had these days not
For your asking, nor mine, nor what-we-used-to-be's.
The day is a loud grenade that bursts a smile
Of serious weeds in a comic lily plot ...
Hot lovin' every night.
Two hot, close rooms thus became my world; and a crippled old woman, my mistress, my friend, my all. Her service was my duty - her pain, my suffering - her relief, my hope - her anger, my punishment - her regard, my reward.
Pardon me, Highness, a women waits whithout."
"Whithout what?
A precocious mistress of the long look, the sustained smile, the private voice and the delicate touch, devices of generations
I have discovered that our great favorite, Miss Austen, is my countrywoman ... with whom mamma before her marriage was acquainted. Mamma says that she was then the prettiest, silliest, most affected, husband-hunting butterfly she ever remembers ...
Making love with his ego.
Details are always vulgar
Miss, n. A title which we brand unmarried women to indicate that they are in the market.
An unusual sensation possesses my breast - a sensation which I once thought could never pervade it on any occasion whatever. It is pleasure, pleasure, my dear Lucy, on leaving my paternal roof.
Bertie, it is imperative that you marry."
"But, dash it all ... "
"Yes! You should be breeding children to ... "
"No, really, I say, please!" I said, blushing richly. Aunt Agatha belongs to two or three of these women's clubs, and she keeps forgetting she isn't in the smoking-room.
Good day, fair maidens.
From a private gentlewoman you have made me first a marchioness, then a queen; and, as you can raise me no higher in the world, you are now sending me to be a saint in Heaven.
Mother, I will look to like. If looking liking moves.
tonguing her clit. I
I mentioned that I was thinking of getting out of the business after Call Me Madam. I thought maybe I should become a homebody.
Mimi was massaging Salander's back and neck. She had been kneading intently for 20 minutes while Salander mainly enjoyed herself and uttered an occasional groan of pleasure. A massage from Mimi was a fantastic experience, and she felt like a kitten who just wanted to purr and wave its paws around.
Then, dear Mamma, I hope you will grant me the first request I make to you, as Queen. Let me be by myself for an hour.
Dogger had once warned me to be wary of any man who introduced himself as 'Mr.' It was an honorific, he said, a mark of respect to be bestowed by others, but never, ever, under any circumstances, upon oneself.
I perceive your tongue is," returned madame; "and what the tongue is, I suppose the man is.
Fellow almost damn'd in a fair wife; That never set a squadron in the field, Nor the division of a battle knows More than a spinster; unless the bookish theoric, Wherein the toged consuls can propose As masterly as he: mere
What are you doing sister? / Killing swine.
Vain favour! coming, like most other favours long deferred and often wished for, too late!
I'm not a lady, I'm a witch.
Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy.
This noble word [women], spirit-stirring as it passes over English ears, is in America banished, and 'ladies' and 'females' substituted: the one to English taste mawkish and vulgar; the other indistinctive and gross.
To fish someone out of the men's loos.
What are you doing this afternoon, Griselda?" "My duty," said Griselda. "My duty as the Vicaress. Tea and scandal at four thirty.
Meredith Chambers, hottest romance agent in New York, filthiest mouth east of the Mississippi. Or west, come to think of it. Some women walking by give her a shocked, slightly annoyed expression. She responds with aplomb. "Legs together, ladies. I'm not afraid of a little muff diving.
Mistress Creation keeps calling my name ... i long for her, and she, for me ... we will be reunited soon. In the interim, i bide my time dreaming of her, writing about her and stretching her across the vast landscape of my imagination. "Soon", i whisper to her, "Soon
Bring me a constant woman to her husband, One that ne'er dream'd a joy beyond his pleasure, And to that woman, when she has done most, Yet will I add an honour-a great patience.
gathering flowers so very delicate a girl
be letting a pretty girl out of
Ah, girls. All warm and soft and fragrant, upset when their skirts tantalized a wind, anxious when no one noticed the smooth lengths of their legs, those pink knees. Ah, girls! Outraged by your indifference, frightened by your passion.
beautiful young maiden?
'T is woman that seduces all mankind; By her we first were taught the wheedling arts.
Business before pleasure ...
We are beginning to wonder whether a servant girl hasn't the best of it after all. She knows how the salad tastes without the dressing, and she knows how life's lived before it gets to the parlor door.
I miss being a mistress.
You arrogant, apish, underhonest lewdster! (Maggie)
Taking you to the shower. Me Tarzan, You Jane. Do as I say.
the ethereal, fine-nerved, sensitive girl, quite unfitted by temperament and instinct to fulfil the conditions of the matrimonial relation with Phillotson, possibly with scarce any man ...
Silence gives the proper grace to women
Vagina Whisperer.
Our Lady of Cheribim Chit-Chat.
Kissing Mother Superior, incompetent, hairball, poppy seeds, on the can.
MOM - Mistress Of Miracles
She's on the stairs, ma'am, getting her breath,' said the young servant, who had not been long up from the country, where my mother had the excellent habit of getting all her servants. Often she had seen them born. That's the only way to get really good ones. And they're the rarest of luxuries.
Mr. Chan," Grace said as the wind whipped strands of her hair across her face. "What are you doing here?" She shouted over the howling wind as it lashed around them.
"Catering," the old man said flashing her a toothy gold grin.
But how should women perform so wise and glorious an achievement, we women who dwell in the retirement of the household, clad in diaphanous garments of yellow silk and long flowing gowns, decked out with flowers and shod with dainty little slippers?
trying to help her out of
Good evening, children,' Said Nurse Matilda, and she gave a loud thump on the floor with her big black stick. 'I am Nurse Matilda.
A troubadour to a distant mistress.
Unlike the millions who casually masturbate in solitude while looking at girlie pictures in Playboy and similar magazines, the massage man preferred an accomplice, an attendant lady of respectable appearance who would help him reduce the guilt and loneliness of this most lonely act of love.
What are you doing?" I asked Loretta.
"Stabbing a cushion," she told me.
I do not understand dalliance, Lord Ponsonby." "But you are d-drawn to it, Mrs. Keeping.
Uh ... why does your partner keep saying 'ing.' Mr Pin?"
...
"Speech impediment.' said Pin.
I have this mistress: show business.
Miss Erstwhile: "It is such a relief, Mr. Nobley, to already know that you find this exercise vulgar and your partner unworthy. It saves us the idle chitchat."
Mr. Nobley: "And yet you chat away.
I prefer to look after myself, ma'am, but thank you. I appreciate your concern for my well-being, but some of us have more pressing matters to attend to than practicing our curtsies and turning foolishly sized bonnets into topiaries.
There's the Belle for Sexaloitez! And Concepta de Send-us-pray! Pang! Wring out the clothes! Wring in the dew! Godavari, vert the showers! And grant thaya grace! Aman.
There was scarcely a woman alive, it seemed, who could resist the urge to haul men down onto beds, car seats, kitchen floors, dining-room tables, park grass, parlor sofas, or packing crates, entwine warm thighs around them, and pant in ecstasy.
Miss? Miss Phryne? Are you all right?' 'Come in, Dot. I'm fine. Some son of unmarried parents just tried to kidnap me.' 'What did you do with the body, Miss?
Gentle and giving-all the rest is treason.
I believe it stands for 'mother I'd like to ... befriend,