Writing for me is quite a plastic form, a kind of mental sculpture, although that sounds weird. It acquires its character and… — Kate Atkinson Acquires Copy Share Image
“You said five little words to someone--How can I help you?--and it was as if you'd mortgaged your soul out to them.” — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
Perhaps we are on an insula ex machina, an artificial place not in the real world at all -- a backdrop for… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“And the English soul, if it resided anywhere, was surely in some unheroic back garden—a patch of lawn, a bed of roses,… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“I think there is something wrong with the human race. It undermines everything one would like to believe in, don't you think?” — Kate Atkinson Human race Copy Share Image
“After Marlee was born they rented videos and fell asleep in front of them. Now, like so much else in Jackson's world,… — Kate Atkinson Obsolete Copy Share Image
“Sylvie's children really only came into focus for her when in isolation. Together, they were an unwieldy flock, singly they had character.” — Kate Atkinson Children Copy Share Image
“Untouched by morning and untouched by noon, sleep the meek members of the Resurrection, rafter of satin and roof of stone.’ Emily… — Kate Atkinson Morning Copy Share Image
“Nor, says Nora, do we want commonplace tales of hausfrau Angst, of the woman heroically making over her life with a handsome… — Kate Atkinson Children Copy Share Image
Fairy tales opened up a door into my imagination - they don't conform to the reality that's around you as a child.… — Kate Atkinson Children Copy Share Image
“Vinny rarely leaves the house so when she does it's an occasion of some importance to her. She spends a lot of… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
But I, you know, if I could choose a period to go back to, I think I would like to live through… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
I don't want to spoil the magic, but it's a very curious thing that honestly baffles me. It's the nearest we'll ever… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
Patricia embraces me on the station platform. 'The past is what you leave behind in life, Ruby,' she says with the smile… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“You could guarantee a decent cup of coffee in Betty's, but it went beyond the decent coffee and the respectable girls (and… — Kate Atkinson Coffee Copy Share Image
I was an only child and grew up in York where my parents ran a surgical supplies shop. When I say I… — Kate Atkinson Beginning Copy Share Image
They said love made you strong, but in Louise's opinion it made you weak. It corkscrewed into your heart and you couldn't… — Kate Atkinson Heart Copy Share Image
“But I know nothing; my future is a wide-open vista, leading to an unknown country - The Rest Of My Life.” — Kate Atkinson Future Copy Share Image
“His head was always in the clouds. 'I'm writing a novel,' he told her. As if that was something to crow about.… — Kate Atkinson Books Copy Share Image
“misquote Edmund Burke rather than Milton. All that is necessary for the forces of evil to win in the world is for… — Kate Atkinson Evil Copy Share Image
In the end, it is my belief, words are the only things that can construct a world that makes sense. — Kate Atkinson Belief Copy Share Image
What did you do when the worst thing that could happen to you had already happened - how did you live life… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“Sometimes it takes just one good man, Ursula said to him during the war. Neither of them could think of an example… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
When I started 'Case Histories,' the characters were all going to Antarctica on a cruise. The first part was called 'Embarkation.' It… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
I think about death a lot, I really do, because I can't believe I won't exist. It's the ego isn't it? I… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“I'm always so glad,' Sylvie murmured, 'that I don't have to take a turn at being other people.' 'You're very good at… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“And who thought it was a good idea to rent bicycles to Italian adolescent language students? If hell did exist, which Jackson… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“That was how history worked, wasn't it? If it wasn't written down it never existed. You might leave behind jewelry and pottery,… — Kate Atkinson History Copy Share Image
“[T]he parent-child relationship was one way, you gave them all your love and they were under no obligation to pay a penny… — Kate Atkinson Icing on the cake Copy Share Image
“Before the beginning is the void and the void belongs in neither time nor space and is therefore beyond our imagination. Nothing… — Kate Atkinson Beginning Copy Share Image
I can't imagine what it would be like to write in a relaxed state. I'm going to be writing some stories for… — Kate Atkinson Approach Copy Share Image
“Amelia looked at the eggs-like sickly, jaundiced eyes-and thought of her own eggs, a handful left, old shrivelled like musty dried fruit… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“On the outside of the bedroom door there was a plaque that said Valerie . On the way up, Jackson noticed that… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
My father was an autodidact. It wasn't a middle-class house. Shopkeepers are aspirant. He paid for me to go to private school.… — Kate Atkinson Childhood Copy Share Image
I find the past so fascinating. Photographs are strange, almost surreal, almost here yet gone. I slip into thinking what the past… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“I mean what else is there for a woman to do if she doesn't want to go from the parental to the… — Kate Atkinson Education Copy Share Image
My highest point was the first thing I won, a short story competition in a women's magazine in the Eighties. It was… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
She should have done science, not spent all her time with her head in novels. Novels gave you a completely false idea… — Kate Atkinson Books Copy Share Image
When I'm writing, my neural pathways get blocked. I can't read. I can barely hold a conversation without forgetting words and names.… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“I was distracted suddenly from these pleasant thoughts by noticing that, like the eyes in certain portraits, Heather’s nipples seemed to have… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image