The tears I gratified him with were fake ones. Ones that set off my green eyes the way diamonds set off emeralds. And it worked. If you dazzled a man with green eyes, he will be so hypnotized that he won’t notice there is someone inside the eyes spying on him. – Vida Winters Page 268
Diane SetterfieldYou are suffering from an ailment that affects ladies of romantic imaginations. Symptoms include fainting, weariness, loss of appetite, low spirits. While on one level the crisis can be ascribed to wandering about in freezing rain without the benefit of adequate waterproofing, the deeper cause is more likely to be found in some emotional trauma. However, unlike the heroines of your favorite novels, your constitution has not been weakened by the privations of life in earlier, harsher centuries. No tuberculosis, no childhood polio, no unhygienic living conditions. You'll survive.' " pg. 303
Diane SetterfieldBoys do not leave their boyhood behind when they leave off their school uniform.
Diane SetterfieldWhat better place to kill time than a library?
Diane SetterfieldTag: books
Rebuilt in Victorian times, it retained the modesty of its medieval origins. Small and neat, its spire indicated the direction of heaven without trying to pierce a hole in it.
Diane SetterfieldWe live like latecomers to the theater; we must catch up as best we can, divining the begging from the shape of later events.
Diane SetterfieldTag: vida-winter
People whose lives are not balanced by a healthy love of money suffer from an appalling obsession with personal integrity.
Diane SetterfieldHuman lives are not pieces of string that can be separated out from a knot of others and laid out straight. Familes are webs. Impossible to touch one part of it without setting the rest vibrating. Impossible to understand one part without having a sense of the whole.
Diane SetterfieldTag: family
To anyone who took the trouble to look, I was plainly visible, but when people are expecting to see nothing, that is usually what they see.
Diane SetterfieldOnce upon a time there was a fairy godmother, but the rest of the time there was none. This story is about one of those other times.
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