Believe Quote by Sonya Hartnett

Strange how love coexists with hate, how they render eachother mute, how the swilling of them together makes a new and softer, sympathetic thing.

— Sonya Hartnett

“How can you know love, and lose it, and go on living without it, and not feel the loss forever?" "You can't," Feather answered.…

— Sonya Hartnett

Words on the page are never prisoners of the page

— Sonya Hartnett

“A tethered thing is a dead thing...”

— Sonya Hartnett

Affection makes fools. Always, without exception, love digs a channel that's sooner or later flooded by the briny water of despair.

— Sonya Hartnett

You're not supposed to have iron bars around you - no one is supposed to have that. You're supposed to fall down hills and…

— Sonya Hartnett

“Goodbye, fin,' I say. And I wish I was going with him, to some warm sheltered hideaway in the hills, wish that I, too,…

— Sonya Hartnett

A small town is nothing but eyes and gaping maw; it pecks at its own like a flock of vicious birds.

— Sonya Hartnett

“Some things about him are the same as ever. He still looks painfully angelic.”

— Sonya Hartnett

I am dying: it's a beautiful word. Like the long slow sigh of the cello: dying. But the sound of it is the only…

— Sonya Hartnett

“We walked into the forests which encircled the town. I have never liked them, their dark throat, their sullen height, their slump-shouldered gloom. But…

— Sonya Hartnett

“They thought back on the tales that the soldier had told. They remembered Hazel, the gentle Bethlehem donkey, who used the last of her…

— Sonya Hartnett