But it was not so complicated really. Such things rarely are. It was a simple case of stars aligning; those that didn't being nudged into place.
Kate MortonMy cheeks burned: with disillusionment, with the feverish afterglow of confrontation, but most hotly with embarrassment. I had perceived a closeness where none existed.
Kate MortonI understood somehow that certain images, certain sounds, could not be shared and could not be lost.
Kate MortonIn real life turning points are sneaky. They pass by unlabeled and unheeded. Opportunities are missed, catastrophes unwittingly celebrated. Turning points are only uncovered later, by historians who seek to bring order to a lifetime of tangled moments.
Kate MortonLife is too short to read books whose cleverness makes them impenetrable. A good book should keep you awake at night, flickering through pages as you promise yourself just one more chapter; they shouldn't put you to sleep as you tackle a paragraph for the fifth time.
Kate MortonReading is one of life's great pleasures; talking about books keeps their worlds alive for longer.
Kate MortonI am beginning to feel at home in the past and a visitor to this strange and blanched experience we agree to call the present
Kate MortonMy thoughts swim. Back and forth, in and out, across the tides of history
Kate MortonFull of life and light; blissfully unaware of all the future had in store.
Kate MortonOdd snatches of memory, more like dreams.
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