“Grief was just the moment before you tied the thread and began the next one” — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
“Grief was just the moment before you tied off the thread and began the next one. That was when you made your choice about what you were going to sew next.” — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
“The language of power was exercised in more than just words. It was presence and thought; it was gesture and timing.” — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
“All that remains is regret for what might have been. It is like standing in the ashes of a fire you once approached to… — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
“I have memories of him that are like jewels, and others that are stones but my memories of you are always consistent, Mama." "And… — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
“Alienor glanced across at the girls who were still oblivious of their fate as they sat over their game of chess. They had been… — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
“Did he think to win them over like this? She remembered the boyish charm he had once possessed and wondered where it had gone.… — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
“Indeed, she had started to wonder if her blessings might be in her daughters and their progeny rather than in her sons. There was… — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
“She crossed herself and gazed at the windows, shedding rainbow colours on the chapel's stone floor. The light from these windows shone just the… — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
“For a man who professed to love God, he was filled with the vinegar of hatred and self-righteousness.” — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
“No use wishing to be like other folks,' the maid said shrewdly. 'You have to learn to live at peace within your own skin.” — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
“That you should choose your battles wisely. You cannot fight everything and win. Sometimes the price of losing is beyond what you can afford… — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
“It came to him that life moved in circles like the ripples radiating from a stone cast into a pool. . . Now he… — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
