Beauty Quote by Maria McCann

“Are you afraid of dying, Ferris?' 'I'm afraid of not living.”

— Maria McCann

“I mean that repeated offences, even when they secure forgiveness, drive out love. And from that I came to say that one may compel…

— Maria McCann

There had been a frozen mist here, and the trees were spun into feathers. Their fragile brilliance made me wonder why, into the spotlessness…

— Maria McCann

“Violent love eats up what it does love, and it is mere appetite. I scribbled on the bottom of this before sending it back:…

— Maria McCann

“How did men make themselves loved, I wondered. I had passed all my life with men who were loved but I seemed never to…

— Maria McCann

“I pictured Becs and myself together, squabbling, but always over little things, while I rotted away at the core from love of Ferris. It…

— Maria McCann

I followed him up the stairs. I was a fornicator, of unnatural appetite, in thrall to an Atheist. I repeated the words in my…

— Maria McCann

I wondered at him, so wise and so foolish, to have lived with me all these months and not know that the worst storms…

— Maria McCann

“I dig and plough at your command,' I replied, 'but you will not tell me how to shit.”

— Maria McCann

“Will you still walk with me?’ ‘Would you walk with a bad angel?”

— Maria McCann

“God cuts out our path, makes a groove in the clay with His finger, and we poor blind ants slide down into it.”

— Maria McCann

But what virtue I do have is in me and of me. Men deny the good that comes from themselves, calling it God. So…

— Maria McCann