Hope, how she had grown to hate the word. It was an insideious seed planted inside a person's soul, surviving covertly on… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
Even the most pragmatic person fell victim at times to a longing for something other. — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
The certainty that she would find what it was she sought just slipped away, until one night she knew there was nothing,… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
Lil had always believed that a person's duty was to make the best of the hand they were dealt. No use wondering… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
The world was an awfully large place and it wasn't easy to find a person who'd gone missing sixty years earlier, even… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
The prospect of an early death sits differently upon each person. In some it gifts maturity far outweighing their age and experience:… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
She was the sort of person for whom fear was the natural response to that beyond explanation. — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
Sometimes, Edie, a person's feelings aren't rational. At least, they don't seem that way on the surface. You have to dig a… — 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
