“The Kindly Ones would say it didn't matter. And maybe they were right. We still could have snatched happiness from our tragedy if we had made the right choices, the right wishes. If we had been kinder, braver, purer. If… — Rosamund Hodge Copy Share Image
“I hope you aren't planning to order me back to bed." "No, you have far too much crockery at your disposal.” — Rosamund Hodge Copy Share Image
“I still wasn’t sure that I loved him. Love—the kind that was holy to Aphrodite—was not something I had ever allowed myself to think… — Rosamund Hodge Copy Share Image
“I tried. As the darkness closed over me, I fought to remember the name of my husband. I fought to remember the name of someone I had loved. I fought to remember-- What? I was alone, and I had no hands to clench around my memories. I had no memories, no name, only the knowlegde (deeper and colder than any… — Rosamund Hodge Copy Share
“«Speaking the truth is like gulping a mouthful of brandy: it burns on my tongue, but a moment after my body feels warmer, looser,… — Rosamund Hodge Copy Share Image
“Come. I was on my way to the park; I know a quiet spot where you can sit down." "In public? With a servant?"… — Rosamund Hodge Copy Share Image
“People who want to be loved", I say, "always do the most idiotic things...” — Rosamund Hodge Copy Share Image
“If one of us had to die, it ought to be the one with poison in her heart.” — Rosamund Hodge Copy Share Image
“Arms around me in the dark. Lips against mine in the sunlight. Do you know why I love you? He knew me. And loved… — Rosamund Hodge Copy Share Image
