Suzy Davies Quotes

It is winter, and very cold. There are icicles against the glass, and frost. I am tracing a pattern, before it melts. Before it fades, and is lost for good, like memories

I can see the caravanserai, like a mirage in the distance. The heat hums. I thought I saw water. What would you have on these trade winds for your comfort?

Oh my boy, you are so huggable and snuggable, is that why they callyou Snugs Bear?”“I’ve simply always been Snugs, ” Snugs said, with an unusual, mysterious air, for it was nearly time to go to bed.

I was climbing high, high up Pen Dinas Head among the sparkling yellow gorse, sea birds and white heather, with the oily sheep huddled together against the wind

She hands me an ornament of The Virgin Mary. "Pray to the Holy Mary, Mother of God!" I notice she has a gold chain round her neck. It has the holy cross and a shamrock

There were women who navigated in canoes, holding their children, the beguiling wind blowing soft sleet kisses, raining upon their skins

Our eyes met. I kissed her soft face, and down the stairs they descended. Their voices blended into an echo, a murmur. I ventured barefoot into the bedroom. The dark gown lay crumpled upon the bed

Writing is...creating tattoos which are invisible, under your skin

I was an unwilling passenger leaving the Big Country. I would miss the mountains and the waterfalls, the treks on broad horses' backs to hidden villages in secret valleys.

The landscape is bathed in the honeyed light of morning. Sometimes the memory of winter comes again. And my days are colored reveries of you, my nights sensuous

I want to sling a stone, a small rock into a pool, see it ripple. I want to shake a tree, create a small storm..

A happy childhood can fortify one against the ravages of life, and part of that happiness is found in books, which become our constant companions for the rest of our lives.

Writing which flows is more like play than work!

Reading an author's Biography contributes to an understanding and enjoyment of their work, and gives a richness to the reading experience.

When first I set eyes on The Isle of Wight Polar Bear, my world was filled, in that instant, with the magic and wonder of childhood - Suzy Davies, Author, "Snugs The Snow Bear

Creativity is a flame that lights up and ignites the senses

The sea is rushing in now as unconsciousness does.I can see a chord, hear gospel songs as we hoist the sails.The sails are a soft white bird. We are airborne. We are primitive.

The Art of Writing for Children is the knowledge of what is significant to them

Whose ideas breathe through me? Am I a thief? Do I dream my own dreams?

Dreams, kindled in the fire of imagination, ignite in the brilliance of our minds, and are wrought in the work of our hands" -

I thought I would write a love letter. But then, I wrote a book." - Suzy Davies, on "Johari's Window