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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 6f8eb03 | He had given up trying to make her believe only what was true, she had been raised to the kind of religion that could admit no difference between what was true and what was good. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 57d86e0 | Pigs were funny creatures. You could almost think they were human the way they looked at you sometimes. Or was the pig remembering something? Yes, she realized, that was it. The pig looked exactly as if she were recollecting some happiness now lost, so that joy remembered was overlaid with present sorrow. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| e9afa6b | Lily was no great reader. She could not tell b from d and all the letters quivered on the page as soon as they felt the brush of her gaze; but when her mother read aloud in her gentle voice, the lines settled and she found she could follow the thread after all, mouthing the words silently in time. Sometimes | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 0387e4f | a single lupine exhalation could reduce it to rubble. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 041fa96 | He knows what reading is. How it takes you. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| b8addd8 | that. I have always been a reader; I have read at every stage of my life, | Diane Setterfield | ||
| d45750d | I still forget myself when I am in the middle of a good book. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 17d6f96 | I must photograph you again," he said as he rinsed the plate. "What's wrong with this one?" Nothing. He wanted her at every angle, in every possible lighting, in all moods and all positions. He wanted her with her hair loose around her face and pulled right back, concealed under a hat; he wanted her in a white chemise open at the neck and draped in folds of dark cloth; he wanted her in water and against tree trunks and on grass . . . There .. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 1054be0 | my hunger for books was constant. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 8aa955f | Does the occurrence of one impossible thing increase the likelihood of a second. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 7d69c3e | and goings, and the past and the present touch and overlap. Unexpected things can happen. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| c006110 | In summer he was a different person, sprightly and alert, and people took him for a man a decade younger than his years; but in winter he sank as the skies darkened, and by December he was always tired. When he went to bed, he drowned in sleep; when he was wakened from it, dragged from the depths , he was somehow always unrefreshed. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 6bc5d59 | There are times when the human face and body can express the yearning of the heart so accurately that you can, as they say, read them like a book. | expression love yearning-of-the-heart | Diane Setterfield | |
| 060abeb | You may not want to be my son, but I cannot help but be your father. | parents | Diane Setterfield | |
| 039bbc0 | There is something about words. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| e212add | myself, I found that my thoughts had been rearranged in my absence. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 577de6c | Human lives are not pieces of string that can be separated out from a knot of others and laid out straight. Families are webs. Impossible to touch one part of it without setting the rest vibrating. Impossible to understand one part without having a sense of the whole. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| b59caf0 | Half a year--maybe." "Something like that." Rita did not look away. Part of her job was to help people look at what was coming. Dying could be lonely. A nurse was often an easier person to talk to than family. She held his gaze with hers." | Diane Setterfield | ||
| dc87617 | The laws of life and death, as she had learned them, were incomplete. There was more to life, more to death, than medical science had known. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 2e39774 | I hardly suppose Wagner lost sleep worrying whether he'd hurt someone's feelings. But then he was a genius. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| cc793a3 | All children mythologize their birth. It is a universal trait. You want to know someone? Heart, mind and soul? Ask him to tell you about when he was born. What you get won't be the truth; it will be a story. And nothing is more telling than a story. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 715c8ea | This was one of the images of his lifetime. He simply exposed his retina and let love burn her flickering, shimmering, absorbed face onto his soul. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| ab9bb16 | What is it that allows human beings to see through each other's pretendings? For I understood quite clearly in that moment that she was anxious. Perhaps emotions have a smell or a taste; perhaps we transmit them unknowingly by vibrations in the air. Whatever the means, I knew just as surely that it was nothing about me in particular that alarmed her, but only the fact that I had come and was a stranger. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| f235fb7 | She made her resolution. In for a penny, in for a pound. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 403afdf | Ask him to tell you about when he was born. What you get won't be the truth; it will be a story. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 716f858 | I know,' he said, because he was human, and therefore, in a way, he did. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 28d2694 | The incendiary magic she possessed was so strong she could set fire to water if she wanted to badly enough. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 8d16d50 | He explained to me at great length the difficulties I am likely to face here, and I listened with as much politeness as I could muster. Any governess, after the few hours I have had in this house, would have a full and clear picture of the task awaiting her, but he is a man, hence cannot see how tiresome it is to have explained at length what one has already fully understood. My fidgeting and the slight sharpness of one or two of my answers.. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 2418b99 | Politeness. Now, there's a poor man's virtue if ever there was one. What's so admirable about inoffensiveness, I should like to know. After all, it's easily achieved. One needs no particular talent to be polite. On the contrary, being nice is what's left when you've failed at everything else. People with ambition don't give a damn what other people think about them. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 786d550 | Death might be a necessity in farming, but suffering? Never. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| a0e8a44 | Her hair was a dirty color that was too dark to be blond, her chin was big and her eyes were small. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 9a9acb1 | There's a great many things hard to fathom in darkness that set themselves straight in the light of day. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 1e59ce4 | Time was of the essence. For at eight o'clock the world came to an end. It was reading time. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 7ecbacf | The hours between eight in the evening and one or two in the morning have always been my magic hours. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 6fdb1fb | Pigs are remarkable creatures and, though most men are too blind to see it, have intelligence that they show in their eyes. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 502f1ff | They were not willfully cruel, you know. Only foolish. Misguided by their learning, their ambition, their own self-deceiving blindness. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| ebd3899 | just 'cause a thing's impossible don't mean it can't happen. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| b859acd | And yet I cannot pretend that the reading I have done in my adult years matches in its impact on my soul the reading I did as a child. I still believe in stories. I still forget myself when I am in the middle of a good book. Yet it is not the same. Books are, for me, it must be said, the most important thing; what I cannot forget is that there was a time when they were at once more banal and more essential than that. When I was a child, boo.. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| 6c2dd97 | A story so cherished it had to be dressed in casualness to disguise its significance in case the listener turned out to be unsympathetic. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| bb823cf | The doctor is an intelligent, cultivated man. He has a sincere desire to see the twins improve and has been the prime mover in bringing me to Angelfield. He explained to me at great length the difficulties I am likely to face here, and I listened with as much politeness as I could muster. Any governess, after the few hours I have had in this house, would have a full and clear picture of the task awaiting her, but he is a man, hence cannot s.. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| ad379c1 | There are stories that may be told aloud, and stories that must be told in whispers, and there are stories that are never told at all. The story of the marriage of Mr. and Mrs. Armstrong was one of these latter ones, known only to the two parties to whom it belonged and the river. But as secret visitors to this world, as border crossers between one world and another, there is nothing to prevent us sitting by the river and opening our ears; .. | Diane Setterfield | ||
| aee552c | El silencio no es el entorno natural para las historias -me dijo en una ocasion la senorita Winter-. Las historias necesitan palabras. Sin ellas palidecen, enferman y mueren. Y luego te persiguen. | el-cuento-número-13 | Diane Setterfield | |
| e9d5a46 | El silencio donde moraban sus demonios. | el-cuento-número-13 | Diane Setterfield | |
| 3fb6aa6 | A river no more begins at its source than a story begins with the first page. | Diane Setterfield |