It's special, grandparents and grandchldren. So much simpler. Is it always so, I wonder? I think perhaps it is. While one's child… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“It was safe to say that neither had ever known the other sort of love, the sort with fireworks and racing hearts… — 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 Copy Share Image
“Love is like that: insistent, sure, persuasive. It silences easily all whispers of misgiving.” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
Darling girl, blinded by foolish thoughts of love. How to tell her that the hearts of men were not so easily won.… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
Those who live in memories are never really dead." The House At Riverton — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“It is queer, but my love and longing for the world are always deepened by my absence from it; it's wondrous, don't… — 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
It was the sibling thing, I suppose. I was fascinated by the intricate tangle of love and duty and resentment that tied… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“Love affairs, in their beginnings, are all about the present. But there is a point in each--an event, an exchange, some other… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“While one's child takes a part of one's heart to use and misuse as they please, a grandchild is different. Gone are… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“But there is a difference between enjoying someone's company, thinking them attractive, and finding oneself helplessly in love.” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“It matters not, for she did not need her eyes to tell her who she was. She knew it by your love… — 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 Copy Share Image
“Quickly and quietly, the Princess returned to the cottage, for she knew what she must do. The crone had sacrificed her eyes… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“People aren't daft, . . . give 'em a bit of love and they'll never stray.” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“And Juniper had understood, somehow, that in Tom she'd found the person who could balance her, and that more than anything, to… — 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
