“But of course, those who live in memories are never really dead” — Kate Morton Memories Copy Share Image
Those who live in memories are never really dead." The House At Riverton — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
Life could be cruel enough these days without the truth making it worse. — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“it was enough just to free the words so that the voices in her head were stilled.” — Kate Morton Heart Copy Share Image
“... wondering how it was that one person's absence could rob the day so wholly of its shape and meaning.” — Kate Morton Absence Copy Share Image
Oh, there was harm indeed for a young lady flattered by the brief attentions of a handsome man. — Kate Morton Attention Copy Share Image
“But there is a difference between enjoying someone's company, thinking them attractive, and finding oneself helplessly in love.” — Kate Morton Business Copy Share Image
Oh, Grey, no one really likes keeping secrets. The only thing that makes a secret fun is knowing that you weren't supposed… — Kate Morton Fun Copy Share Image
“Was that what Nell had done, too? Forsaken the life and the family she'd been given, to focus instead on the one… — Kate Morton Family Copy Share Image
“The happiest folks are those that are busy, for their minds are starved of time to seek out woe. -The Crone's Eyes” — Kate Morton Happiness Copy Share Image
All true readers have a book, a moment when real life is never going to be able to compete with fiction again. — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
In each man's heart there lies a hole. A dark abyss of need, the filling of which takes precedence over all else. — Kate Morton Abyss Copy Share Image
“Our hands meet for an instant and she withdraws quickly, frightened she might catch something. Old age perhaps.” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“By quirk of geography, people did not come unexpectedly to Loeanneth. The estate sat deep in a dell, surrounded by thick, briar-tangled… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“The house, she'd explained to them many times, had spoken to her; she'd listened, and it turned out they'd understood one another… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“She wondered sometimes how he stood the constant criticism. "Love," Mr. Llewellyn had said when she ventured as much to him. "We… — Kate Morton Constant criticism Copy Share Image
“Life'd be a lot easier if it were like a fairy tale," said Cassandra, "if people belonged to stock character types." "Oh,… — Kate Morton Character Copy Share Image
“How can a person expect to escape their destiny, Merry? That is the question." A silence, then a small, practical voice. "There's… — Kate Morton Fitness Copy Share Image
The girl in the mirror caught my eye briefly...It is an uncanny feeling, that rare occasion when one catches a glimpse of… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“For the perfect gentleman was out there somewhere, waiting for her. He would be nothing like Father, he would be an artist,… — Kate Morton Art Copy Share Image
“There was a strong but not unpleasant smell- moist earth, decomposing leaf matter, new flowers beginning to catch the day's sun- and… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
You must learn to know the difference between tales and the truth, my Liza, she would say. Fairy tales have a habit… — Kate Morton Differences Copy Share Image
Her eyes, though tired, had the glint of one who never stopped expecting to be amused, and her mouth turned up at… — Kate Morton Beauty Copy Share Image
“Sadie scanned the wild tangle of greenery surrounding them. Ferns were striving towards the light, spiraled stems uncoiling into fronds. The sweet… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“When they were children at Loeanneth they'd spent the summer in and out of the water, their skin turning brown beneath the… — Kate Morton Children Copy Share Image
“It was a garden, a walled garden. Overgrown but with beautiful bones visible still. Someone had cared for this garden once. The… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Cassandra continued her obstacle course along the wall, hoping to find a gate or a door, anything permitting entry. The sun was… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Benjamin Munro was his name. She mouthed the syllables silently, Benjamin James Munro, twenty-six years old, late of London. He had no… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
There were two now where they had been three. David's death had dismantled the triangle, and an enclosed space was now open.… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Without sight to get in the way of things, the whole world was suddenly alive with sound: the lapping of water as… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“History in the storyteller's hand was a potent force indeed,…” — Kate Morton History Copy Share Image
I am not a storyteller . . . not like the others. I only have one tale to tell. — Kate Morton Storyteller Copy Share Image
Photographs force us to see people before their future weighed them down, before they knew their endings. — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
I'd pretty much given up hope of being published, so I just wrote the book I wanted to read. — Kate Morton Book Copy Share Image
It's a funny thing, character, the way it brands people as they age, rising from within to leave its scar. — Kate Morton Age Copy Share Image
“...the wedding photographs were stained with black umbrellas.” — Kate Morton Marriage Copy Share Image
