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“She read Dickens in the same spirit she would have eloped with him.”
― Eudora Welty, One Writer's Beginnings

“My dear girl, you don't consent to an abduction! You consent to an elopement, and I knew you wouldn't do that.”
― Georgette Heyer, Black Sheep

“Interrupting what promised to be a long spate of fatherly advice, St. Vincent said in a clipped voice, “It’s not a love match. It’s a marriage of convenience, and there’s not enough warmth between us to light a birthday candle. Get on with it, if you please. Neither of us has had a proper sleep in two days.â€�

Silence fell over the scene, with MacPhee and his two daughters appearing shocked by the brusque remarks. Then the blacksmith’s heavy brows lowered over his eyes in a scowl. “I don’t like ye,� he announced.

St. Vincent regarded him with exasperation. “Neither does my bride-to-be. But since that’s not going to stop her from marrying me, it shouldn’t stop you either. Go on.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Winter

“all my life
i have looked for poems

to elope with.”
― Sanober Khan

“Oh! To rationalize oneself into matrimony...Oh! To decide something so grave in life 'after mature consideration'! Choose the color of a dress after a thousand hesitations, but for God's sake, get married without reflecting on it! That's the grace I wish I wish for you. May you even be so distracted that day that you walk past the registry office without remembering to stop there.”
― Colette

“Now that I could not go back I was not sure, after all, that I wished to go forward. It was a miserable sensation.”
― Anna Freeman, The Fair Fight

“It’s just lunch Sophie. I’m not going to force you to elope with me in a restaurant.”
― Somi Ekhasomhi, Always Yours

“This had occurred due to these latter two persons deciding to marry one another and leave the profession. I have always found such liaisons a serious threat to the order in a house. Since that time, I have lost a numerous more employees in such circumstances.”
― Kazuo Ishiguro, The Remains of the Day

“The mellow flame of their love was prepared to turn to a raging fire. Separation was not an option for them.”
― Mukta Singh-Zocchi, Game of Big Numbers

“In the undergrowth robins sang of water; in the rushes bullfrogs croaked of love. The cardinal whistled to his mate. As Harry rushed through the ritual words, Leah wondered what he would look like clothed only in leaves. His hair was so dark it was almost blue. Could he dance? she wondered. She would follow if he started any dance at all. She could see him wreathed with grapes, standing on a boat with curving prow, thee mast encircled with vines, all the sailors already transformed into dolphins.”
― Grace Dane Mazur, The Garden Party: A Novel