It's too easy, you see, to get trapped in the past. The past is very seductive. People always talk about the mists of time, you know, but really it's the present that's in a mist, uncertain. The past is quite… — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
Tis never the place, but the people one shares it with who are the cause of our happiest memories. — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
“Of course,” Armand was saying to Simon, “you know that it was an American, like yourself, who nearly ruined the wine-making in France?” “We’re… — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
“Because it is in giving of ourselves and our possessions that we best please God; by actions, not words. And all men do deserve… — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
Knowing that the battle will not end the way he wishes does not make it any less worthwhile the fight. — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
“When all the world is old, lad, And all the trees are brown; And all the sport is stale, lad, And all the wheels… — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
“Because everything does make sense, when you look at it from the right angle. All you have to do is find out what that… — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
“Now do that with your thoughts as well, pluck out the needless vanities and worries, and you’ll find you grow the straighter for it.” — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
“Flirtatious men I could handle. It was the serious ones, like Neil, who made me nervous—the ones who looked straight at you and spoke… — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
Life is always uncertain,'he said with a shrug. 'We cannot let the fear of what might happen stop us living as we choose. — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
If it is true that men have souls that do survive them, he went on, ignoring me, and if those souls are born again… — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share Image
“I love to read, but all through school I hated it when books were pulled apart and analyzed. Winnie-the-pooh as a political allegory, that sort of thing. It never really worked for me. There's a line in The Barretts of Wimpole Street - you know, the play - where Elizabeth Barrett is trying to work out the meaning of one… — Susanna Kearsley Copy Share
