“The happiest folks are those that are busy, for their minds are starved of time to seek out woe. -The Crone's Eyes” — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
Cassandra wondered at the mind's cruel ability to toss up flecks of the past. Why, as she neared her life's end, her… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
The happiest folk are those that are busy, for their minds are starved of time to seek out woe. — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“The event itself played over in her mind, and the role she'd taken in the police investigation, the things she'd told them… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“She knew why she had Gerry on her mind, why she was spotting his likeness in the faces of strange little boys.… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“...if she didn't learn to stop her mind racing on ahead of her she'd end up running into a mountain made of… — 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
