But history is a faithless teller whose cruel recourse to hindsight makes fools of its actors. — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
Wars make history seem deceptively simple. They provide clear turning points, easy distinctions.: before and after, winner and loser, right and wrong.… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
Will history remember us, I wonder? I do hope so - to imagine that one might do something, touch an event somehow,… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Ah, my darling. But there is no such thing [as a nice safe history].” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“History was about to intervene: real adventure, real escape and adulthood were lurking, laughing, round the corner” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“There was some part of me that never left that house. Rather, some part of the house that wouldn't leave me.” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“My thoughts swim. Back and forth, in and out, across the tides of history” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“The Latter, I can tell, is added for my benefit. An assumption that the elderly cannot help but be impressed by the… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“It'll be a change," says Marcus. "Something different." "Not a mystery." Marcus laughs. "No. Not a mystery. Just a nice safe history."… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“That was the nature of history, of course: notional, partial, unknowable, a record made by the victors.” — 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
