Only when we have a respect for time will we have learned something of the art of living.
The vacuum left by the departing visitor seemed to echo along the hallway and into the walls. It was at those times, when her aloneness took on a darker hue, that she almost wished there would be no m...
. . if the way ahead is not clear, time is often the best editor of one's intentions.
Grace isn't a little prayer you chant before receiving a meal. It's a way to live.
Trouble is, your best ain’t always the best for those who want a say in the matter.
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.
She had always told herself that she did hti job because she wanted to help others; afterall, hadn't Maurice told her once that the most important question any individual could ask was, How might I se...
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.
Never judge a journey by the distance...
My child, when a mountain appears on the journey, we try to go to the left, then to the right; we try to find the easy way to navigate our way back to the easier path. He paused. But the mountain is t...
It’s not enough to say that you want equality, Ro. What do you intend to do about it?
If her soul were a room, it was as if a light were now shinning in a corner that had been dark.
Fancy 'avin' to say you work for the Murder Squad, eh, Miss? Don't exactly warm folk to you, does it?
And there's a thin line between genius and insanity, isn't there?
The power of the question was in the question itself? He’d taught her that one must let a question linger in the mind as one might savor wine on the tongue, and he’d cautioned that a rush to answer co...
On by whatever it is he’s
You should allow yourself to indulge in this remembrance. When you face the past, all you will see is that which has gone before. So I have some advice: Let this be your turning point. Have done with...
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.