1
2
3
5
8
12
20
33
52
83
133
213
340
543
867
1384
2208
3346
3522
5443
5619
5629
5630
5631
5632
5633
6757
7581
8098
8422
8625
8752
8832
8882
8913
8932
8945
8953
8957
8960
8962
8963
8964
8965
▲
▼
| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 3508d14 | everyone has a capacity for evil. And we've all seen it, and done it, even if we think we haven't--there's the slight in conversation that wounds another person, the words we know will cause pain to a loved one but we utter them anyway, and the unkindness that could have been avoided. But then there are people in another league, if you will, people who are capable of so much more, who harbor an evil so deep it scars all our souls. That kind.. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 2067b38 | Theirs was a laughter fueled not by pressure from others, nor by alcohol or the whims of a partying crowd, but by a certain optimism that, even in the midst of the difficult times in which they lived, they had grasped a sense of possibility before it slipped through their fingers. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 069dd70 | She had learned, long ago and in the intervening years when she was apart from all she loved, that to endure the most troubling times she had to break down time itself--one carefully crafted stitch after the other. If consideration of what the next hour might hold had been too difficult, then she thought only of another half and hour. | time grief | Jacqueline Winspear | |
| adb5f94 | She understood loss, understood how it could leach into every fiber of one's being; how it could dull the shine on a sunny day, and how it could replace happiness with doubt, giving rise to a lingering fear that good fortune might be snatched back at any time. | grief loss | Jacqueline Winspear | |
| c2418f6 | Now that's discrimination--when you look down your nose at the very men who fought to make sure you could still go to work in your tidy, warm office. That's the trouble with people--they cherish their comforts, but they don't want to know where they come from. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 8a6d49c | Their love was thus seeded in the rich soil of mutual understanding. | understanding love | Jacqueline Winspear | |
| 79212c2 | I see how the gaping abyss between those who have much and those who have nothing can cause dangerous fractures in society. I see how power corrupts, how the people are manipulated and kept in their place. I | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 71ddcd0 | intimacy that can be had, even in a crowded room, when two people want only | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 3b60247 | work in tandem--and that means we pedal in different directions, most | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| ccfb8d9 | With the hindsight of the worldly experience she had since acquired, it was clear to Maisie that Dame Constance had suffered fools, if not gladly, then with gracious ease. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 850a392 | My child, when a mountain appears on the journey, we try to go to the left, then to the right; we try to find the easy way to navigate our way back to the easier path." He paused. "But the mountain is there to be crossed. It is on that pilgrimage, as we climb higher, that we are forced to shed the layers upon layers we have carried for so long. Then we find that our load is lighter and we have come to know something of ourselves in the peri.. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| c221a54 | Maisie]:...going out for luncheon with a gentleman is definitely not the same as going out to dine in the evening. [Billy]: You get more grub at dinner, for a start - | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 14692f4 | Use your training, Maisie, your heart, your intuition, and your love for your father to forge a new, even stronger, bond. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 8e7b8f4 | And I saw the eyes of the gazelle again in France [during WWI], and it struck me that perhaps a heartsick God had looked down and taken up a soul, leaving only the shell of a man." [of those who developed PTSD and/or "war neuroses"]... [In becoming a psychiatrist] I was really trying to create the conditions whereby a soul might be persuaded to join a man's body once a again, thus making him whole." | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 98f6a51 | Don't mind me askin', Miss - and I know it ain't none of my business, like - but why don't you take 'im up on the offer of a dinner? I mean, gettin' the odd dinner fer nuffin'ain't such a bad thing. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 14dc1b5 | As friends they knew each other's history, knew the twists and turns that had brought them to this place in the world. And they understood each other's fears and frailties; nothing had to be explained. Now, | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 60b5fca | when greeted, in case the ghostly specter | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 46e0534 | May I not sit in judgment. May I be open to hearing and accepting the truth of what I am told. May my decisions be for the good of all concerned. May my work bring peace. . . . | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| db0f204 | Memories streamed over her, and she sat up, images converging in her mind's eye, the sneaker wave of grief catching her in its riptide pull once again, leaving her washed ashore, bereft, with two deep desires: to sleep forever, or to live life for them both. "Oh," | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| c029457 | Come, take what you will, be nourished and know that you can bear what might be on your horizon, the good and the ill." Now," | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| cd969f4 | He's what my old mum would call a bombastic little nit of a man. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| bd83514 | They say the face tells all there is to know about a life, but I personally believe much can be deduced from the hands. There are lines and scars, bumps and calluses; indeed, the hands are both the sketch and the final work of art. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 8a688e8 | she would have been disappointed if he had not demonstrated such idealism, for he was yet to reach twenty-one; youth without optimism, without a strong sense of the possible, would represent a very sad state of affairs. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 8db8310 | It's not enough to say that you want equality, Ro. What do you intend to do about it? | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 0d5c613 | She thought the flat would be all the better for some photographs, not only to serve as reminders of those who were loved, or reflections of happy times spent in company, but to act as mirrors, where she might see the affection with which she was held by those dear to her. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| aaa447a | the power of the question was in the question itself? He'd taught her that one must let a question linger in the mind as one might savor wine on the tongue, and he'd cautioned that a rush to answer could diminish all chance of insight. Indeed, if one continually avoided questions by trying to answer them immediately, such impatience would become a barrier on the path to greater knowledge of oneself. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 052c758 | Trouble is, your best ain't always the best for those who want a say in the matter. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 7a22de5 | Extremes live within us all. The joy of association resides alongside the anticipation of loss. What is given will be taken, what we have is often only of value to us when it is gone." He paused, his face now held to the light once more." | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 084999c | She knew the worries that came to the fore at night were the ones you had to pay attention to, for they blurred reasoned thought, sucked clarity from any consideration of one's situation, and could lead a mind around in circles, leaving one drained and ill-tempered. And if there was no one close with whom to discuss those concerns, they grew in importance in the imagination, whether they were rooted in good sense or not. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 655f496 | Those of us who have reached our more mature years know the value of a nap, Maisie, and we can indulge ourselves without the comfort of pillow or bed. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| c413124 | Fancy 'avin' to say you work for the Murder Squad, eh, Miss? Don't exactly warm folk to you, does it? | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 66c90bc | Maisie] Tell me, Dr. Dene, if you were to name one thing that made the difference between those who get well quickly and those who don't, what would it be? [Dr. Dene] ...In my opinion, acceptance has to come first. Some people don't accept what has happened. They think, 'Oh, if only I hadn't...' or... 'If only I'd known...' They are stuck at the point that caused the injury. ...I would say that it's threefold: One is accepting what has happ.. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 6cb4255 | Maisie] Tell me, Dr. Dene, if you were to name one thing that made the difference between those who get well quickly and those who don't, what would it be? [Dr. Dene] ...In my opinion, acceptance has to come first. Some people don't accept what has happened. They think, 'Oh, if only I hadn't...' or... 'If only I'd known...' They are stuck at the point that caused the injury. ...I would say that it's threefold: One is accepting what has happ.. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 3b45f48 | Maurice Blanche maintained that amid the tales, the smokescreens, and the deceptive mirrors of life's unsolved mysteries, truth resides, waiting for someone to enter its sanctum, then leave, without quite closing the door behind them. That is when truth may make its escape. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 9d8d53d | Sometimes she thought she could see that good heart beating, and realized that more often now she looked for goodness in a person, sought it out and found it comforting. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 325f93a | Look at the world beyond your immediate emotion, the immediate fury of inequality. Choose your battles, Billy. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 7bddcfe | Not you. Only Fraulein Donat. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 9f8c7d3 | What is certain, is that war will not leave us as it found us. --WOMAN AT HOME, February 1915 | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 87fc91d | Thus he always wrote using a pencil with a long, sharp but soft lead, so he couldn't here his words as they formed on the page. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 9154ce2 | There's only one thing left to do. St. Paul's on Old Year's Night. For Auld Lang Syne, my dears. For old time's sake. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| 89e7f7b | Jacqueline Winspear, The American Agent: A Maisie Dobbs Novel (Harper, 3/23) | Publishers Lunch | ||
| 61bc900 | of each other. I think we're at the end. I just feel it. | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| b0b0d7c | broken buildings like jagged teeth in the mouth of a mad dog... | Jacqueline Winspear | ||
| e008790 | Think of a dead body as if you are viewing a set of clothing, Maisie - but consider it as the attire the soul has worn for many a year. And it is clothing that has something to teach us about the man or woman under the knife. | Jacqueline Winspear |