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Better to lose oneself in action than to wither in despair.
Kate Morton -
Memory is a cruel mistress with whom we all must learn to dance.
Kate Morton
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And then he was kissing her, and she was struck by his nearness, his solidity, his smell. It was of the garden and the earth and the sun. When Cassandra opened her eyes, she realized she was crying. She wasn't sad, though, these were the tears of being found, of having come home after a long time away.
Kate Morton -
We're all unique, just never in the ways we imagine.
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They say everyone needs something to love.
Kate Morton -
It is a cruel, ironical art, photography. The dragging of captured moments into the future; moments that should have been allowed to be evaporate into the past; should exist only in memories, glimpsed through the fog of events that came after. Photographs force us to see people before their future weighed them down.
Kate Morton -
She did as she felt, and she felt a great deal.
Kate Morton -
No two people will ever see or feel things in the same way, Merry. The challenge is to be truthful when you write. Don't approximate. Don't settle for the easiest combination of words. Go searching instead for those that explain exactly what you think. What you feel.
Kate Morton
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It didn't occur to him that she might have chosen to remain this way. That where he saw reserve and loneliness, Cassandra saw self-preservation and the knowledge that it was safer when one had less to lose.
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Ah, well. Life's too short for moderation, wouldn't you say?
Kate Morton -
What could be more perfect than marrying the person you love.
Kate Morton -
It's special, grandparents and grandchldren. So much simpler. Is it always so, I wonder? I think perhaps it is. While one's child takes a part of one's heart to use and misuse as they please, a grandchild is different. Gone are the bonds of guilt and responsibility that burden the maternal relationship. The way to love is free.
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It's a terrible thing, isn't it, the way we throw people away?
Kate Morton -
Hope, how she had grown to hate the word. It was an insideious seed planted inside a person's soul, surviving covertly on little tending, then flowering so spectacularly that none could help but cherish it.
Kate Morton
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She's one of the few people able to look beyond the lines on my face to see the twenty-year-old who lives inside.
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A true friend is a light in the dark.
Kate Morton -
I'm good with words, but not the spoken kind; I've often thought what a marvelous thing it would be if I could only conduct relationships on paper.
Kate Morton -
For it is said, you know, that a letter will always seek a reader; that sooner or later, like it or not, words have a way of finding the light, of making their secrets known.
Kate Morton -
His words had tossed the book that was her life into the air and the pages had been blown into disarray, could never be put back together to tell the same story.
Kate Morton -
All true readers have a book, a moment when real life is never going to be able to compete with fiction again.
Kate Morton
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I probably coughed self-pityingly in response, little aware that I was about to cross a tremendous threshold beyond which there would be no return, that in my hands I held an object whose simple appearance belied its profound power. All true readers have a book, a moment, like the one I describe, and when Mum offered me that much-read library copy mine was upon me.
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Gerry?' Laurel had to strain to hear thought the noise on the other end of the line. 'Gerry? Where are you?' 'London. A phone booth on Fleet Street.' 'The city still has working phone booths?' 'It would appear so. Unless this is the Tardis, in which case I'm in serious trouble.
Kate Morton -
Rejection is a cancer, Edie. It eats away at a person.
Kate Morton -
Photographs force us to see people before their future weighed them down, before they knew their endings.
Kate Morton