“A high upland common was this moor, two miles from end to end, and full of furze and bracken. There were no… — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
“Mothers are inscrutable beings to their sons, always. ("The Higgler")” — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
“The poor wretch, she had given up so much and could yet smile at her trouble. He himself had never surrendered to anything in… — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
“If he was not exactly a Spartan, he was, you might say, spartanatical. Things happened to you; they were good,or they were bad -… — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
“He asked with a stiff smile 'What is love?' For me,' said Orianda, fumbling for a definition, 'for me it is a compound of… — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
“Folly? O, it was indeed! But Folly is a prison where no charter of deliverence ever comes.” — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
“Humph,' he said, with a disagreeable air, 'the universe does its work very quietly.' (“The Bogey Man”)” — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
“A high upland common was this moor, two miles from end to end, and full of furze and bracken. There were no trees and… — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
“Blood is thicker than water, I know, but it's unnatural stuff to drink so much of. (“The Wife Of Ted Wickham”)” — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
“To analyze or assess a person's failings or deficiencies,' he declared to himself, 'is useless, not because such blemishes are immovable, but because they… — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
“O, sir,' murmured Sheila, still on her knees, 'please forgive me.' 'Forgive you! 0, la, la, la!' cunningly cried the droll, and strutting like… — A.E. Coppard Copy Share Image
