Kate Morton Quotes
A girl expecting rescue never learns to save herself. Even with the means, she will find her courage wanting.
In each man's heart there lies a hole. A dark abyss of need, the filling of which takes precedence over all else.
His words had tossed the book that was her life into the air and the pages had been blown into disarray, could never be put back together to tell the same story.
It was such a pleasure to sink one's hands into the warm earth, to feel at one's fingertips the possibilities of the new season.
But history is a faithless teller whose cruel recourse to hindsight makes fools of its actors.
She felt like a fictional character who'd escaped the book in which her creator had carefully and kindly trapped her, taken a pair of scissors to her outline and leaped, free.
There's a market for mysteries for adults. That feeling of opening a book and delving inside and not coming out until you've closed the book.
I write what I'd like to read and just hope that, along the way, others might like to read them, too.
All true readers have a book, a moment when real life is never going to be able to compete with fiction again.
I sound contemptuous, but I am not. I am interested--intrigued even--by the way time erases real lives, leaving only vague imprints. Blood and spirit fade away so that only names and dates remain.
She was the sort of person for whom fear was the natural response to that beyond explanation.
Will history remember us, I wonder? I do hope so - to imagine that one might do something, touch an event somehow, & thereby transcend the bounds of a single human lifetime!
To abandon a child, she had once said to someone, when she thought Cassandra couldn't hear, was an act so cold, so careless, it refused forgiveness.
Had any poet adequately described the wretched ugliness of a loved one turned inside out with grief?
That, my dear, is what makes a character interesting, their secrets.
Even the most pragmatic person fell victim at times to a longing for something other.
The world was an awfully large place and it wasn't easy to find a person who'd gone missing sixty years earlier, even if that person was oneself.
A twinge at the edge of her lips and she continued, the soft, slow lilt of recitation: "Ancient walls that sing the distant hours.
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.
Sometimes, Edie, a person's feelings aren't rational. At least, they don't seem that way on the surface. You have to dig a little deeper to understand what lies at the base
Oh, Grey, no one really likes keeping secrets. The only thing that makes a secret fun is knowing that you weren't supposed to tell it.
Oh, there was harm indeed for a young lady flattered by the brief attentions of a handsome man.
After all, it's the librarian's sworn purpose to bring books together with their one true reader.
While I wasn't certain how I felt about spiritualists, I was certain enough about the type of people who were drawn to them. Only people unhappy in the present seek to know the future.
But happiness ... happiness grows at our own firesides," she said. "It is not to be picked in strangers' gardens." ~ The House at Riverton
