Susanna Kearsley
Susanna Kearsley
Susanna Kearsleyis a New York Times best-selling Canadian novelist of historical fiction and mystery, as well as thrillers under the pen name Emma Cole. In 2014, she received Romance Writers of America's RITA Award for Best Paranormal Romance for The Firebird...
NationalityCanadian
ProfessionNovelist
CountryCanada
might life-is said
Life is always uncertain,'he said with a shrug. 'We cannot let the fear of what might happen stop us living as we choose.
men watches littles
Men who watch, and say little, very often are much wiser than the men they serve.
thinking play work-out
There's a line in The Barretts of Wimpole Street - you know, the play - where Elizabeth Barrett is trying to work out the meaning of one of Robert Browning's poems, and she shows it to him, and he reads it and he tells her when he wrote that poem, only God and Robert Browning knew what it meant, and now only God knows. And that's how I feel about studying English. Who knows what the writer was thinking, and why should it matter? I'd rather just read for enjoyment.
fighting knowing battle
Knowing that the battle will not end the way he wishes does not make it any less worthwhile the fight.
enough said
Whatever time we have," he said, "it will be time enough.
fighting wind sail
When I meet a wind I cannot fight , I can do naught but set my sails to let it take me where it will.
faces
Ye'll never best your fears until ye face them
song spring lying
..the fields might fall to fallow and the birds might stop their song awhile; the growing things might die and lie in silence under snow, while through it all the cold sea wore its face of storms and death and sunken hopes...and yet unseen beneath the waves a warmer current ran that, in its time, would bring the spring.
butterfly wings trying
Ever try to hold a butterfly? It can't be done. You damage them," he said. 'As gentle as you try to be, you take the powder from their wings and they won't ever fly the same. It's kinder to let them go.
beautiful beckett julia
These are your beautiful days, Julia Beckett," he promised softly.
memories people causes
Tis never the place, but the people one shares it with who are the cause of our happiest memories.
grieving deep-water slides
A grieving person's like a person treading in deep water--if they've nothing to hold on to, they lose hope. They slide right under.
moving world action
Hope rarely enters into it. 'Tis action moves the world.
country heart hands
I do promise that you will survive this. Faith, my own heart is so scattered round the country now, I marvel that it has the strength each day to keep me standing. But it does,' she said, and drawing in a steady breath she pulled back just enough to raise a hand to wipe Sophia's tears. 'It does. And so will yours.' 'How can you be so sure?' 'Because it is a heart, and knows no better.