“Lily was a Fabian, a society suffragette who risked nothing” — Kate Atkinson Suffragette Copy Share Image
“... the great novels of the world were about three things - death, money and sex. Occasionally a whale.” — Kate Atkinson Books Copy Share Image
“Pamela, even at a distance, was the voice of her conscience, but then it was very easy to have a conscience from… — Kate Atkinson Ethics Copy Share Image
The beginning is the word and the end is silence. And in between are all the stories. — Kate Atkinson Beginning Copy Share Image
“Just because something bad had happened to her doesn't mean it won't happen again.” — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“A woman should be a comfort and a relief, a restful pillow for the weary head.” — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“What did science ever do for the world, apart from make better ways of killing people?” Sylvie said.” — Kate Atkinson Better way Copy Share Image
Alternate history fascinates me, as it fascinates all novelists, because 'What if?' is the big thing. — Kate Atkinson Because Copy Share Image
“We're just cogs in a machine really, aren't we?" Miss Fawcett said to her and Ursula said, "But remember, without the cog… — Kate Atkinson Computers Copy Share Image
“I always thought the girl in that picture had the look of a frog about her,” Nancy said, thinking, I look enigmatic… — Kate Atkinson Thought Girl Copy Share Image
I've always loved mysteries, the something there that you didn't know, and with 'Case Histories' I just decide to make that more… — Kate Atkinson Always Copy Share Image
“Sweet sixteen," Hugh said, kissing her affectionately. "Happy birthday, little bear. Your future's all ahead of you." Ursula still harbored the feeling… — Kate Atkinson Happy birthday Copy Share Image
“misquote Edmund Burke rather than Milton. All that is necessary for the forces of evil to win in the world is for… — Kate Atkinson Evil Copy Share Image
“And the English soul, if it resided anywhere, was surely in some unheroic back garden—a patch of lawn, a bed of roses,… — Kate Atkinson Bed of roses Copy Share Image
I was on the verge of something numinous and profound and in one more second the universe was going to crack open… — Kate Atkinson Cosmic Copy Share Image
Writing for me is quite a plastic form, a kind of mental sculpture, although that sounds weird. It acquires its character and… — Kate Atkinson Acquires Copy Share Image
“He smelled of cloves and pipe tobacco and had a twinkly look about him as if he were going to toast muffins… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“Slattern! What a wonderful new word. 'Slattern,' I murmur appreciatively to Patricia. 'Yes, slattern,' Bunty says firmly. 'That's what she is.' 'Not… — Kate Atkinson Awkward moments Copy Share Image
“Fox Corner - that's what we should call the house. No one else has a house with that name and shouldn't that… — Kate Atkinson Corner Copy Share Image
“You could guarantee a decent cup of coffee in Betty's, but it went beyond the decent coffee and the respectable girls (and… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“He had taken a few days' leave from his army training and they had taken refuge in the Charing Cross Hotel while… — Kate Atkinson Fitness Copy Share Image
“On the outside of the bedroom door there was a plaque that said Valerie . On the way up, Jackson noticed that… — Kate Atkinson Names Copy Share Image
The Grim Reaper, Gloria corrected herself - if anyone deserved capital letters it was surely Death. Gloria would rather like to be… — Kate Atkinson Cheerful Copy Share Image
“He had made a vow, a private promise to the world in the long dark watches of the night, that if he… — Kate Atkinson Life Copy Share Image
“She fed him scraps from her ragbag because words were all that were left now. Perhaps he could use them to pay… — Kate Atkinson Acts of kindness Copy Share Image
“It was the kind of summer evening that made Ursula want to be alone. 'Oh,' Izzie said, 'You're at an age when… — Kate Atkinson Coming of age Copy Share Image
“Amelia envisaged that between York and the royal-infested Scottish Highlands there was a grimy wasteland of derelict cranes and abandoned mills and… — Kate Atkinson Fantasy Copy Share Image
You can step in the same river but the water will always be new. — Kate Atkinson River Copy Share Image
“... the doors of perception are hanging crazily off their hinges these days.” — Kate Atkinson Crazily Copy Share Image
Sometimes it was harder to change the past than it was the future. — Kate Atkinson Change Copy Share Image
Feminism is such an incredibly awkward word for us these days, isnt it? Not to be feminist would be bizarre, wouldnt it? — Kate Atkinson Awkward Copy Share Image
“Long lazy days like these will never come again in your life. You think they will but they won't.' -Sylvie” — Kate Atkinson Days Copy Share Image
“Time is construct, in relativity every thing flows, no past or present, only the now.” — Kate Atkinson Clock Copy Share Image
It's been said that the men in my books have been absent, or weak, or creepy. — Kate Atkinson Absent Copy Share Image
“she could see Sylvie and her friends on the lawn below, their dresses fluttering like moths in the encroaching dusk.” — Kate Atkinson Like Moths Copy Share Image
Ursula craved solitude but she hated loneliness, a conundrum that she couldn’t even begin to solve. — Kate Atkinson Conundrums Copy Share Image
