. . if the way ahead is not clear, time is often the best editor of one's intentions.
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What is certain, is that war will not leave us as it found us. —WOMAN AT HOME, February 1915
Truth walks toward us on the paths of our questions...as soon as you think you have the answer, you have closed the path and may miss vital new information. Wait awhile in the stillness, and do not ru...
Trouble is, your best ain’t always the best for those who want a say in the matter.
There is nothing of which every man is so afraid, as getting to know how enormously much he is capable of doing and becoming.
The extraordinary hides behind the camouflage of the ordinary. Assume nothing, Maisie.
She might not be completely at peace with the past, but rubbed along with it because it was part of who she had become.
Pay attention to the reactions of your body. It is the wisdom of the self speaking to you. Be aware of concern, of anticipation, of all the feelings that come from the self. They manifest in the body.
Now that’s discrimination—when you look down your nose at the very men who fought to make sure you could still go to work in your tidy, warm office. That’s the trouble with people—they cherish their c...
Maurice Blanche maintained that amid the tales, the smokescreens, and the deceptive mirrors of life’s unsolved mysteries, truth resides, waiting for someone to enter its sanctum, then leave, without q...
It’s not enough to say that you want equality, Ro. What do you intend to do about it?
In the early days of her pupilage with Maurice, he had told Maisie of his teachers, the wise men who spoke of the veil that was lifted in the early hours, of the all-seeing eye that was open before th...
I am no longer an artist interested and anxious. I am a messenger who will bring back word from the men who are fighting to those who want the war to go on forever. Feeble, inarticulate, will be my me...
Fancy 'avin' to say you work for the Murder Squad, eh, Miss? Don't exactly warm folk to you, does it?
Don't mind me askin', Miss - and I know it ain't none of my business, like - but why don't you take 'im up on the offer of a dinner? I mean, gettin' the odd dinner fer nuffin'ain't such a bad thing.
And there's a thin line between genius and insanity, isn't there?
Only when we have a respect for time will we have learned something of the art of living.
With the hindsight of the worldly experience she had since acquired, it was clear to Maisie that Dame Constance had suffered fools, if not gladly, then with gracious ease.
War’s always the same though—politicians square off and ordinary lads do their dirty work.