“Dawn was her favorite time of day. God birthed the world then, she thought.” — Sandra Dallas Copy Share Image
“Sophie Kruger had worked in a house herself, up in Middle Swan. But now she pretended she was quality. There were none so self-righteous… — Sandra Dallas Copy Share Image
“She wasn't soft, but she never saw the sense of a living thing dying such a cruel death just for some woman's vanity. Still,… — Sandra Dallas Copy Share Image
“There's a special kind of man who plants a tree when he knows he'll move on before it's big enough for him to sit… — Sandra Dallas Copy Share Image
Jam on a winter took away the blue devils. It was like tasting summer. — Sandra Dallas Copy Share Image
“A quilt circle's like a crazy quilt. You got all kinds in it. Some members are the big pieces of velvet or brocade, show-offish, while others are bitty scraps of used goods, hoping you don't notice them. But without each and every one, the quilt would fall apart. There's big and small, old and new, fancy and plain in a… — Sandra Dallas Copy Share
You know what a storyteller is, don't you? It's a person that has a good memory who hopes other people don't. — Sandra Dallas Copy Share Image
The thing I'm writing now, I have various characters, and all of a sudden, out of nowhere, this couple dies. And they have a… — Sandra Dallas Copy Share Image
“Marriage has taught me that women are the only ones who apologize.” — Sandra Dallas Copy Share Image
