J.B. Morton Quotes
I think the thing is with a movie that has this much science fiction in it; you need characters who are more science fact, if you know what I mean, than they are human.
The happiest folk are those that are busy, for their minds are starved of time to seek out woe.
He had the vague sense of standing on a threshold, the crossing of which would change everything.
...She's understood the power of stories. Their magical ability to refill the wounded part of people.
I'm good with words, but not the spoken kind; I've often thought what a marvelous thing it would be if I could only conduct relationships on paper.
She's one of the few people able to look beyond the lines on my face to see the twenty-year-old who lives inside.
A twinge at the edge of her lips and she continued, the soft, slow lilt of recitation: "Ancient walls that sing the distant hours.
Percy climbed the first step, then the next, remembering the thousands of times she'd run through the door, in a hurry to get to the future, to whatever was coming next, to this moment.
Children don’t require of their parents a past and they find something faintly unbelievable, almost embarrassing, in parental claims to a prior existence.
Adults weren’t supposed to understand their children and you were doing something wrong if they did.
Photographs force us to see people before their future weighed them down, before they knew their endings.
Darling girl, blinded by foolish thoughts of love. How to tell her that the hearts of men were not so easily won. If won, rarely kept.
Nell was not one for friends and had never hidden her distaste for most other humans, their neurotic compulsion for the acquisition of allies.
A way of looking at you that told you she was listening, that she understood all you were saying, and all you weren't.
But in my humble opinion, a house needs a good party once in a while; remind folks it exists.
Lil had always believed that a person's duty was to make the best of the hand they were dealt. No use wondering what might have been, she used to say, all that matters is what is.
It's a funny thing, character, the way it brands people as they age, rising from within to leave its scar.
In retrospect, it seems like everything in my life led to me becoming a writer. I just didn't realise it at the time.
I'd pretty much given up hope of being published, so I just wrote the book I wanted to read.
I've heard it said that children born to stressful times never shake the air of woe . . . .
The stretch of years leaves none unmarked: the blissful sense of youthful invincibility peels away and responsibility brings its weight to bear.
Mother didn't understand that children aren't frightened by stories; that their lives are full of far more frightening things than those contained in fairy tales.
Nighttime is different. Things are otherwise when the world is black. Insecurities and hurts, anxieties and fears grow teeth at night. p493
For it is said, you know, that a letter will always seek a reader; that sooner or later, like it or not, words have a way of finding the light, of making their secrets known.
She was the breeze on a summer's day, the first drops of rain when the earth was parched, light from the evening star.
