“She said several times that Malcolm was a fiend who was determined to destroy his children, and that I was the devil… — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
Love's easy to learn. It's like taking a risk. You set your mind on it and refuse to be afraid, and in… — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
Everyone journeys through character as well as through time. The person one becomes depends on the person one has been. — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
Life has a way of kicking one along like a football, or so I've found. Fate had never dealt me personally a… — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
How could people, I wondered for the ten thousandth useless time, how could people who had loved so dearly come to such… — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
But people as a rule believe only what they want to believe, and if you tell them anything else they'll call you… — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
I guessed life was like that. You gained and you lost, and if you saved anything from the ruins, even if only a shred… — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
“To be logical you have to dig up and face your own hidden motives and emotions, and of course they're hidden principally because you… — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
Some are born weird, some achieve it, others have weirdness thrust upon them. — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
“She said several times that Malcolm was a fiend who was determined to destroy his children, and that I was the devil incarnate helping… — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
“But what do you say if you're asked a direct question and you can't tell the truth and you can't tell a lie?' 'You… — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
Physics is the science of all the tremendously powerful invisibilities - of magnetism, electricity, gravity, light, sound, cosmic rays. Physics is the science of… — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
“Gawd, he thought furiously, he hadn't expected it to be like this. Just a lousy walk down the yard to give a carrot to… — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
“The bad scorn the good . . . and the crooked despise the straight." ~Greville” — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
“The house was dark. Upstairs, behind the black open window with the pale curtain flapping in the spartan air, slept Arthur Morrison, trainer of… — Dick Francis Copy Share Image
