There's a market for mysteries for adults. That feeling of opening a book and delving inside and not coming out until you've… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“She was a bookish person who'd never been exposed to books: she was gifted with astute powers of observation, but her thoughts… — 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 Copy Share Image
For it is said, you know, that a letter will always seek a reader; that sooner or later, like it or not,… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
I write what I'd like to read and just hope that, along the way, others might like to read them, too. — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Ever since Eliza had discovered the book of fairy tales . . . had disappeared inside its faded pages, she'd understood the… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“He felt like a character in a book. He thought of Mary Lennox as she discovered her secret garden. The blackberry bushes… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“There was something about a book that inspired dedication and a swelling desire to possess it.” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
After all, it's the librarian's sworn purpose to bring books together with their one true reader. — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
She doesn't know I cry for the changing times. That just as I reread favourite books, some small part of me hoping… — Kate Morton 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
“As the boat drew nearer to shore, and tiny dots in the distance became seagulls, she opened the book across her lap… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Reading is one of life's great pleasures; talking about books keeps their worlds alive for longer.” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
True love, it's like an illness. I never understood it before. In books and plays. Poems. I never understood what drove otherwise… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“I probably coughed self-pityingly in response, little aware that I was about to cross a tremendous threshold beyond which there would be… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Life is too short to read books whose cleverness makes them impenetrable. A good book should keep you awake at night, flickering… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
Some say I'm an overnight success. Well, that was a very long night that lasted about 10 years. But while I do,… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Hannah didn't see Robbie again for weeks after that. She thought he'd forgotten his promise to lend her his book of poetry.… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
His words had tossed the book that was her life into the air and the pages had been blown into disarray, could… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
She felt like a fictional character who'd escaped the book in which her creator had carefully and kindly trapped her, taken a… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Beneath the notebook she found the book of fairy tales. The cover was green cardboard, the writing gold: 'Magical Tales for Girls… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
I probably coughed self-pityingly in response, little aware that I was about to cross a tremendous threshold beyond which there would be… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Laurel wondered whether perhaps a person reached an age when so much was kept from them, so many details of life discussed and decided… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“It hardly needs to be said: sooner or later secrets have a way of making themselves known.” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Give someone more time and they'll appear to have done more with it.” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“It suddenly seemed to Laurel that all the absences in her own life, every loss and sadness, every nightmare in the dark, every unexplained… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“tiempo tiene su peculiar manera de moldear a la gente de forma que ellos mismos ya no se reconocen,” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“She'd opened the front cover and fallen inside the wonderful, frightening, magical illustrations. She'd wondered what it must feel like to escape the rigid… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
It's special, grandparents and grandchldren. So much simpler. Is it always so, I wonder? I think perhaps it is. While one's child takes a… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“... and I thought -not for the first time- what a true and simple pleasure it was, to be inside and sated when the… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Nell was like a witch. Her long silvery hair rolled into a bun on the back of her head, the narrow wooden house on… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
