“I climbed the ditch, walked out into the middle of the prayer stones and stared across to the monks' island. If you stood there and thought you heard mass when it wasn't being sung, how would it be different to… — Jane Rogers Copy Share Image
“Stillness was most natural. To go on scrabbling and running and grasping after some kind of life was aberration; stillness was lasting.” — Jane Rogers Copy Share Image
“You want to save the world." "What's wrong with that?" He sighed in exasperation. "You are too young to understand. People get by." "I… — Jane Rogers Copy Share Image
“We lay on the short grass and looked at the sky, waiting for the tide to go out. Even as we watched the clouds… — Jane Rogers Copy Share Image
What's the truth? The truth is what people WANT. Liars are basically idealists, liars are saints and prophets. Jesus was a liar. — Jane Rogers Copy Share Image
“I climbed the ditch, walked out into the middle of the prayer stones and stared across to the monks' island. If you stood there… — Jane Rogers Copy Share Image
“Perfect crime,' he said softly. 'Yes?' 'Persuade an innocent, idealistic young girl that the future of the human race depends on her sacrificing her… — Jane Rogers Copy Share Image
Lips move; lips touch; lips signal. Lips are on the outside for show, and on the most secret inside of your mouth. Lips frame… — Jane Rogers Copy Share Image
