Being in love, you know... it's not like having a canary, in a cage. When you lose one sweetheart, you can't just… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
For was that all, she thought bleakly, that love ever was? Something that saved one from loneliness? A sort of insurance policy… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“It is a world that is made of love. Did you think there is only the kind of love your sister knows… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“It was done the day you took me to that house in Bryanston Square, she said. Or even, the time before that,… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“Don’t you know that it is the same for locksmiths with spirits as with love? Spirits laugh at them.” — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“How easy it was, she thought unhappily as she did it, for men and women. They could stand in a street and… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
Your twisting is done--you have the last thread of my heart. I wonder: when the thread grows slack, will you feel it? — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“You're not sure? Look at your own fingers. Are you not sure, if they are yours? Look at any part of you… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“And so you see it is love- not scorn,not malice; only love- that makes me harm her, in the end.” — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“[...] You're not in love with anyone, are you?' 'No,' said Kay. 'Someone's in love with me, as it happens. A grand… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“I thought that I could make my life into a book that had no life or love in it. . . .… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
We fitted together like the two halves of an oyster-shell. I was Narcissus, embracing the pond in which I was about to… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
I love film and, particularly, shorts. You don't get to see them often, and they're a great little form, like a short… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“She sang that night like - I cannot say like an angel, for her songs were all of champagne suppers and strolling… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“Every poor lady that came to me, that touched my hand, that drew a small part of my spirit from me to… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“But he was not like Walter, who might take his pleasure where he chose it. His pleasure had turned, at the last,… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
I love research. Sometimes I think writing novels is just an excuse to allow myself this leisurely time of getting to know… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
How will a person know, Selina, when the soul that has the affinity with hers is near it?" She answered, "She will… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“Now, from the crown of my head to the curve of my toe-nails, there was an unguent for every part of me - oil… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“Miss Craven held up a pair she thought would fit me—monstrous great things they were, of course, and I thought she smiled as she… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
I suppose I really seemed mad, then; but it was only through the awfulness of having said nothing but the truth, and being thought… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
My nan was a nursery maid. Most people weren't in big houses. They were maids of all work. — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
Being in love, you know... it's not like having a canary, in a cage. When you lose one sweetheart, you can't just go out… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
For was that all, she thought bleakly, that love ever was? Something that saved one from loneliness? A sort of insurance policy against not… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“And yet, I seemed to feel my eyes bound, too, with bands of silk. And at my throat there was a velvet collar.” — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“No-one speaks. No-one moves (…). We glide, softly, in silence, into our dark and separate hells” — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“She loved these walks through London. She seemed, as she made them, to become porous, to soak in detail after detail; or else, like… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“Oh, for shame! Nancy, have you never seen Florrie's face in a chrysanthemum, or a rose?' 'Never.' I said. 'Though there was a flounder… — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
“My locket hangs in my closet beside the glass, the only shining thing among so many shadows.” — Sarah Waters Copy Share Image
