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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| d249edb | Careful." Why do persons only say that after the hurt? Grandma" | Emma Donoghue | ||
| ab0dce3 | Thank you." Lib tried to think of some more conversational note to end on. "It's always intrigued me," she said, letting her voice rise, "why you Sisters of Mercy are called walking nuns." "We walk out into the world, you see, Mrs. Wright. We take the usual vows of any order--poverty, chastity, obedience--but also a fourth, service." Lib had never heard the nun say so much before. "What kind of service?" Anna broke in: "To the sick, the poo.. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 2e7c9c1 | Really, thought Lib, who ever died exultingly? Whatever fool penned that phrase had never sat by a bed with his ears pricked for the last rasp.) Aged | Emma Donoghue | ||
| f30254e | In fact the English nurses had spent much of their time stuffing mattresses, stirring gruel, and standing at washtubs, but Lib didn't want the nun to mistake her for an ignorant menial. That was what nobody understood: saving lives often came down to getting a latrine pipe unplugged. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| ecd0a51 | All the women I knew carried some kind of blade, though they were not all metal, or even visible. Whether something had happened to them, or whether they had only anticipated it, it kept them awake the occasional night | Emma Donoghue | ||
| d49d248 | I love that boy Walker. Jack, you never saw him before in your life. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 03d169c | She was with Jude so rarely that when she was, every cell of her body rang with grateful knowledge of it. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 5308bd3 | Same old notes, Blanche thinks at one point, but arranged into unfamiliar music. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 8e0a86a | Grandma says there's more of him." "What?" "Persons like him, in the world." "Ah," says Ma. "Is it true?" "Yeah. But the tricky thing is, there's far more people in the middle." | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 71caa9c | I have tried to use memory and invention together, like two hands engaged in the same muddy work of digging up the past. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| b09843e | I must be cruel, only to be kind, | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 0fe420f | Is there a word for adults when they aren't parents?" Steppa laughs. "Folks with other things to do?" "Like what things?" "Jobs, I guess. Friends. Trips. Hobbies." | childless-people parenthood | Emma Donoghue | |
| 57f5a92 | When I was four I thought everything in TV was just TV, then I was five and Ma unlied about lots of it being totally real. Now I'm in Outside but it turns out lots of it isn't real at all. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 923bda2 | The worn soles of Daffy's boots skidded on the icy stones. He'd been saving up for a new pair for Christmas, but then he'd come across an encyclopaedia in ten volumes, going cheap. Boots might last ten years, at best, but knowledge was eternal. | knowledge | Emma Donoghue | |
| f7adcbe | Please," he added. "I meant to say, please. I've thought it all through. I've thought of nothing else. I haven't read a book in weeks!" | Emma Donoghue | ||
| bae0875 | Nie mozesz pozwolic by fakt, ze ktos chce twojej smierci, uniemozliwil ci wypicie twojej herbaty. | emma-donoghue ladacznica slammerkin | Emma Donoghue | |
| 5e629bb | An obsession, a mania, Lib supposed it could be called. A sickness of the mind. Hysteria, as that awful doctor had named it? Anna reminded Lib of a princess under a spell in a fairy tale. What could restore the girl to ordinary life? Not a prince. A magical herb from the world's end? Some shock to jolt a poisoned bite of apple out of her throat? No, something simple as a breath of air: reason. What if Lib shook the girl awake this very minu.. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 869a8e8 | If the potato blight had been such a long catastrophe, ending only seven years ago, it occurred to Lib that a child now eleven must have been born into hunger. Weaned on it, reared on it; that had to shape a person. Every thrifty inch of Anna's body had learned to make do with less. She's never been greedy or clamoured for treats - that was how Rosaleen O'Donnell had praised her daughter. Anna must have been petted every time she said she'd.. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 3f70850 | Y como va a castigarnos? --No, quiero decir que ya lo esta haciendo. Cortando la luz. --Ah, pero eso no es malo. Mama se echa a reir. --?Como que no? nos estamos helando, estamos comiendo verduras babosas... -- Si, pero pensaba que nos iba a castigar tambien a nosotros--trato de imaginar como --. si por ejemplo hubiera dos habitaciones, y me pusiera a mi en una y a ti en la otra | Emma Donoghue | ||
| c880bce | A mi en cambio, cuando algo me gusta, me gusta siempre; como me pasa con las chocolatinas, que nunca me canso de comerlas | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 9ea1318 | A strident female voice causes men's ears to close. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| f83d676 | Daughter, he said in a voice like old wood breaking, can you ever forgive me? I could only answer his question with one of my own. Putting my hand over his mouth, I whispered, Which of us would not sell all we had to stay alive? | fairytale-retelling | Emma Donoghue | |
| 8ea2894 | I pray for John the Baptist and Baby Jesus to come around for a playdate with Dora and Boots. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 8ff2bf6 | Careful." Why do persons only say that after the hurt?" | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 615a389 | Is there a sense in which you miss being behind a locked door?" Ma turns to Morris. "Is she allowed to ask me such stupid questions?" The" | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 9fca31c | Scared is what you're feeling," says Ma, "but brave is what you're doing." | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 1c50de4 | Now I feel bad I didn't give her the second quarter. Grandma says that's called having a conscience. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 05e193d | Don't worry about it." She keeps saying that but I don't know to not worry. I" | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 8d5bc97 | She's asleep, she can't be mad in her sleep, can she? | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 5920ca2 | Houses are like lots of Rooms stuck together, TV persons stay in them mostly but sometimes they go in their outsides and weather happens to them. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 6f04524 | The watch has altered the situation that's being watched. | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 49110d0 | All I think when I look at you is hallelujah | Emma Donoghue | ||
| 025e1c2 | Since I'm a cat who doesn't know what I am, I wear track pants with old-skool Nikes but Gina Lollobrigida skintight sweaters. I am caught between childhood and va-va-voom. | Emma Forrest | ||
| b89d444 | There is something deeply unsettling about a child crying insincerely. | Emma Forrest | ||
| 8dc3429 | Accepting the presidency, Barack introduces "my best friend of sixteen years, the love of my life, Michelle Obama" and I think I will pass out. That, right there, is love in action." | love president | Emma Forrest | |
| 1f3a496 | Your husband certainly love money,' she said. 'That is no lie Money have pretty face for everybody, but for that man money pretty like pretty self, he can't see nothing else. | lies money rochester | Jean Rhys | |
| 1b826a2 | She could make excuses to keep the fantasy intact. | Lilian Pizzichini | ||
| 2a3a589 | In her writings, she despises her fellow man and woman for representing what she had lost. | Lilian Pizzichini | ||
| 380db47 | watching those damned dolls, thinking what a success they would have made of their lives if they had been women. Satin skin, silk hair, velvet eyes, sawdust heart -- all complete. | Jean Rhys | ||
| 9b6e417 | That's all you're waiting for, isn't it? But no, you must have the slow death, the bloodless killing that leaves no stain on your conscience. . . . | Jean Rhys | ||
| 994dfd4 | Well, let's argue this out, Mr Blank. You, who represent Society, have the right to pay me four hundred francs a month. That's my market value, for I am an inefficient member of Society, slow in the uptake, uncertain, slightly damaged in the fray, there's no denying it. So you have the right to pay me four hundred francs a month, to lodge me in a small, dark room, to clothe me shabbily, to harass me with worry and monotony and unsatisfied l.. | cry damaged fun happiness happy harass inefficient job longings monotony pay rich slow society worry | Jean Rhys | |
| 4f1bac4 | When I complain about the bandages she says: 'I promise you that when you take them off you'll be just as you were before.' And it is true. When she takes them off there is not one line, not one wrinkle, not one crease. And five weeks afterwards there I am, with not one line, not one wrinkle, not one crease. And there he is, lying with a ticket tied around his wrist because he died in a hospital. And there I am looking down at him, without .. | baby birth death grief grief-and-loss hospital mother motherhood scars | Jean Rhys | |
| 821b877 | Why did you love her?' | Jean Rhys | ||
| 363168f | I got quite used to changing that cheque, because you can get used to anything. You think: I'll never do that; and you find yourself doing it. | Jean Rhys |