Diane Setterfield

“In short, Emmeline adapted to her twin’s absence. She learned how to exist apart. Yet still they reconnected and were twins again.…

— Diane Setterfield

And sometimes then he sat with us for an hour or so, sharing our limbo, listening while I read. Books from any…

— Diane Setterfield

“It gave me a queer feeling. Yesterday or the day before, while I had been going about my business, quietly and in…

— Diane Setterfield

“could just see the movements of Miss Winter’s lashes. They crouched and quivered around the eye, like the long legs of a…

— Diane Setterfield

One gets so used to one's own horrors, one forgets how they must seem to other people.

— Diane Setterfield

“mask of white makeup and the exotic draperies.”

— Diane Setterfield

“Everybody has a story. It’s like families. You might not know who they are, might have lost them, but they exist all…

— Diane Setterfield

“In speech he stretched out his vowel sounds to give his mouth a rest before the next consonant.”

— Diane Setterfield

“turn all the mirrors to the wall.”

— Diane Setterfield

“Don’t you think one can tell the truth much better with a story?”

— Diane Setterfield

But silence is not a natural environment for stories. They need words. Without them they grown pale, sicken and die. And then…

— Diane Setterfield

There are too many books in the world to read in a single lifetime; you have to draw the line somewhere.

— Diane Setterfield

I read *old* novels. The reason is simple. I prefer proper endings.

— Diane Setterfield

“Aurelius Alphonse Love.”

— Diane Setterfield

“Writing is more about discovery than invention.”

— Diane Setterfield

“Miss Lea, it doesn't do to get attached to these secondary characters. It's not their story.”

— Diane Setterfield

“My job is not to sell the books - my father does that - but to look after them. Every so often…

— Diane Setterfield