“...kissing me with a violence that was terrifying and yet, somehow, the summit of all my tenderest dreams.” — Mary Stewart Dreams Copy Share Image
“some man of power must have existed, with gifts that seemed miraculous to his own times.” — Mary Stewart Existed Copy Share Image
It does not do to neglect the gods of a place, whoever they may be. In the end, they are all one. — Mary Stewart Doe Copy Share Image
The gods only go with you if you put yourself in their path. And that takes courage. — Mary Stewart Courage Copy Share Image
“Only a child expects life to be just; it's a man's part to stand by the consequences of his deeds.” — Mary Stewart Arthur Copy Share Image
The essence of wisdom is to know when to be doing, and when it's useless even to try — Mary Stewart Essence Copy Share Image
Sometimes, I think, our impulses come not from the past, but from the future. — Mary Stewart Future Copy Share Image
“It is for you to choose. Choice is man's right, and for that I leave you free.” — Mary Stewart Choice Copy Share Image
“I remember thinking with a queer detached portion of my mind that here was someone wringing her hands. One reads about it… — Mary Stewart Mary-stewart Copy Share Image
“You made a discovery yesterday; remember? 'No man is an Island.' It's true in more ways than one. Don't go on hating… — Mary Stewart Hating yourself Copy Share Image
Perhaps loneliness had nothing to do with place or circumstance; perhaps it was in you; yourself. Perhaps, wherever you were, you took… — Mary Stewart Circles Copy Share Image
I sometimes think it's a mistake to have been happy when one was a child. One should always want to go on,… — Mary Stewart Childhood Copy Share Image
“there’s always something there, if one can find the treatment. The same old material, the same old line, the same old setting… — Mary Stewart Mind Copy Share Image
“The best words in the best order...one always go the same shock of recognition and delight when someone's words swam up to… — Mary Stewart Language Copy Share Image
“I was back on the scented hillside with the moon coming out above the ruins of the temple where nothing remains now… — Mary Stewart Moon Copy Share Image
“I lay wakeful, watching the empty dark, listening to the little wind which had sprung up throwing handfuls of rain against the… — Mary Stewart Rain Copy Share Image
“the smell of resin filled the air. A thrush was singing somewhere. Late harebells were thick among the grass, and small blue… — Mary Stewart Bees Copy Share Image
“It was over, the awkward moment, the dreaded moment, sliding past in a ripple of commonplaces, the easy mechanical politenesses that are… — Mary Stewart Awkward Copy Share Image
To remember love after long sleep; to turn again to poetry after a year in the market place, or to youth after… — Mary Stewart Age Copy Share Image
“Yes, but the artist?" said Nigel almost fiercely. "He's different, you know he is. He's driven by some compulsion: if he can't… — Mary Stewart Ambition Copy Share Image
“I think there is only one. Oh, there are gods everywhere, in the hollow hills, in the wind and the sea, in… — Mary Stewart Gods Copy Share Image
“The Romans gave them Roman names, and let them be; but the Christians refuse to believe in them, and their priests berate… — Mary Stewart Christianity Copy Share Image
“I assure you, I've come to one of those natural breaks in the book, where one can walk away and let things… — Mary Stewart Books Copy Share Image
“There was one thing that stood like stone among the music and moonfroth of the evening's gaieties. It was stupid, it was… — Mary Stewart Love Copy Share Image
“Then quiet, but clear as a shout, the King called, ‘Here!’ and flung his own sword, hilt first, into the air. Arthur’s… — Mary Stewart King Called Copy Share Image
“I saw it begin; even so, after battle, Ambrosious' very presence had give the wounded strength and the dying comfort. Whatever it… — Mary Stewart Arthur Copy Share Image
“I was thankful that nobody was there to meet me at the airport. We reached Paris just as the light was fading.… — Mary Stewart Sky Looked Copy Share Image
“There, below the cliffs, is a bay of sand where the rocks stand up like the fangs of wolves, and no boat… — Mary Stewart Cliffs Copy Share Image
“But the Easter sacrifice in their own homes - well, think it over. I used to think the same as you, and… — Mary Stewart Death Copy Share Image
“The starting point of all achievement is DESIRE. Keep this constantly in mind. Weak desire brings weak results, just as a small… — Mary Stewart Live life Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, when you're deep in the countryside, you meet three girls, walking along the hill tracks in the dusk, spinning. They each… — Mary Stewart Darkness Copy Share Image
I knew that I had turned my world back to cinders, sunk my lovely ship with my own stupid, wicked hands. — Mary Stewart Hands Copy Share Image
The place for truth is not in the facts of a novel; it is in the feelings. — Mary Stewart Books Copy Share Image
There are few men more superstitious than soldiers. They are, after all, the men who live closest to death. — Mary Stewart Death Copy Share Image
