She loved them, each of them, and found the differences between the four brothers intriguing, but sometimes she found the pleasure of being alone after a lunch or a supper with them greater than the p...
Carefully, she went back up the stairs and found that if she moved along the first landing she would be able to see him from above. Somehow, she thought, if she could look at him, take him in clearly...
Andersen was perhaps too young to know how memory and regret can mingle, how much sorrow can be held within, and how nothing seems to have any shape or meaning until it is well past and lost and, even...
She had made a decision for herself, the idea that she had asked no one’s advice. It was the first time since she had sold the house in Cush that such a chance had come so easily, and she was glad she...
You have asked two questions, and I will answer them separately, Gray said. Trollope writes with precision and feeling about love and marriage. Yes, I can assure you of that. Now, the second question...
So this was what being alone was like, she thought. … It was this wandering in a sea of people with the anchor lifted, and all of it oddly pointless and confusing.
It was my companion, my strange friend who woke me in the night and again in the morning and who stayed close all day.
I do not know why it matters that I should tell the truth to myself at night, why it should matter that the truth should be spoken at least once in the world. Because the world is a place of silence,...
He turned and looked at Henry. Did you always know that you would write all these books? I know the next sentence, Henry said, and often the next story and I take notes for novels.
As they looked at one another, Nora felt Fiona was hostile, and forced herself to remember how upset she must be, and how lonely she might be too. She smiled as she said that they would have to go and...
Не знам колко време щеше да оцелее на брега, ако не го бях спасил. Нямам представа колко трае животът на камъните по уексфордските плажове.
Аз не подозирах, че музиката, която тази нощ ме извиси и изтръгна от самия мен, която бях възприел като велико ново начало, след десетилетие ще ми се струва сладникава и несериозна, недостатъчно герма...
This was a piece of gross presumption on Mrs. Kehoe’s part but also that the decision to give her, the most recently arrived, the best room in the house not only would cause bitterness and difficulty...
The problem for her was that she was on her own now and that she had no idea how to live.
More she thought about it the more she came
Memory and regret can mingle, how much sorrow can be held within, and how nothing seems to have any shape or meaning until it is well past and lost and, even then, how much, under the weight of pure d...
If you want witnesses then I am one and I can tell you now, when you say that he redeemed the world, I will say that it was not worth it. It was not worth it.
You learn, no matter what age you are, to keep things to yourself.
What she would need to do in the days before she left and on the morning of her departure was smile, so that they would remember her smiling. *
We keep our prices low and our manners high. -Miss Bartocci