“A phrase Max had used bothered me. I was not to be surprised if my work underwent a change. I might find it becoming more creative. What the hell had Max meant by that? What was wrong with my work… — Dorothy Macardle Copy Share Image
“I think that school of yours sounds stuffy. Weren’t you glad to leave it?’ ‘I was! Especially at first.’ ‘Then you began to feel that Biddlecombe is too far from the world?’ ‘Exactly! Is that silly? Because, where is the world? We were in the world at your party, weren’t we? I expect you are in the world wherever you… — Dorothy Macardle Copy Share
“We are all poor sinful creatures, and the wiser we grow, the harder it is for us to avoid falling into sin. I sometimes envy the very simple.’ He smiled at Pamela and pressed her hand. ‘Try not to worry, my child! You may become accustomed to these little disturbances, or they may cease. I will pray for you. If… — Dorothy Macardle Copy Share
“On Sunday night and again on Tuesday we were both out of bed, exploring and listening. We had begun to distrust the evidence of… — Dorothy Macardle Copy Share Image
“She smiled at me, but I could not respond. I was filled with foreboding. An hour ago all had been well; we had stood… — Dorothy Macardle Copy Share Image
“Like many people who have active imaginations and dream a good deal she is a morning sluggard and likes to breakfast in her room.” — Dorothy Macardle Copy Share Image
“A phrase Max had used bothered me. I was not to be surprised if my work underwent a change. I might find it becoming… — Dorothy Macardle Copy Share Image
“Pamela’s prescription was simple: give the summer mornings to Cliff End, then, in September, go full blast at the book. Specious, but I knew… — Dorothy Macardle Copy Share Image
“What a pity that one forgets!’ she said. ‘No,’ I replied tersely, ‘it is one of nature’s best dispensations. You should be living in… — Dorothy Macardle Copy Share Image
