“Quinnipeague in August was a lush green place where inchworms dangled from trees whose leaves were so full that the eaten parts were barely missed. Mornings meant 'thick o' fog' that caught on rooftops and dripped, blurring weathered gray shingles… — Barbara Delinsky Copy Share Image
“There, on the far side of of the Atlantic, would be Maine, but despite the shared ocean, her island and this one were worlds apart. Where Inishmaan was gray and brown, its fragile man-made soil supporting only the hardiest of… — Barbara Delinsky Copy Share Image
“Life is like a game of cards. It deals you different hands at different times. You don’t have that old hand anymore, Leo. Look… — Barbara Delinsky Copy Share Image
“Waking up Thursday morning to another dreary day and the sense of being physically stuffed, they focused on FISH. While Charlotte interviewed the postmaster… — Barbara Delinsky Copy Share Image
“OLIVIA DIDN’T WANT TO SEE SIMON. She didn’t know how to deal with what she felt. It was raw physical attraction with no emotional… — Barbara Delinsky Copy Share Image
“Não existe vantagem alguma em fazer as coisas do dia para a noite, porque para fazer direito precisamos de planejamento.” — Barbara Delinsky Copy Share Image
“My writing style has changed dramatically over the years, growing increasingly clean and exact. I like to think that I'm still improving -- that… — Barbara Delinsky Copy Share Image
You kids were all in college, and I suddenly saw that I was stuck alone with a man who, all those years later, was… — Barbara Delinsky Copy Share Image
“The question was whether James would love me if I was someone else.” — Barbara Delinsky Copy Share Image
“You’ll be taking the last a’ those,” Dorey confided. “I had a vendor try to convince me to shrink-wrap and freeze, but they’re never… — Barbara Delinsky Copy Share Image
