Top 24 Catherine Cookson Quotes
#1. Try not to worry, for time is a great healer.' Such words were futile.
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#2. Anyway, as they say, where there's life, there's hope. So let us eat.
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#4. Platitudes or otherwise, there were no words to ease the agony of living.
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#8. You make your son out to be to be almost an idiot; well let me tell you something, Mrs Loan, if he were a complete idiot, drooling at the mouth, he'd still be a better person then you.
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#9. To get over the guilt of drinking, take your brandy in milk. This way, it becomes medicinal.
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#11. From the hills in the early dawn,
Small, thin, mist-wreathed, she came upon him;
Hair sodden to the brow,
Eyes like agates,
Lips apart, tongue flicking at words frozen in her head.
Gliding to his feet,
She caught his hand and said
'come help me, mister, or she'll be dead.
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#12. And, like the prodigal son, he had returned broken in body and also in mind to the house where he had been born, and he and his child had been welcomed with open arms.
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#13. Oh God, I'm sorry I bring trouble on people. I don't mean to, you know that, you know that. And don't punish me by taking Ned. Keep him safe that's all I ask. That's all I'll ever ask again, just keep him safe.
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#14. Fancy feathers make peacocks, but you pluck them and see what's left.
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#15. for the days of age are not only much shorter than those in youth, but they rush away from you at a frightening rate. Take a day: a day in youth is an experience, and the last hour is as far away as a child's Christmas; a day in age is but a dim memory in a week that is already gone. At
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#17. She's only got eight fingers but she's got them stuck in all kinds of pies, and she keeps her thumbs bare for testing new ones.
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#19. Come and sit down girl, for days you've been flying around there like a bluebottle.
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#20. Let youth pass, and no matter what opportunities presented themselves, the capacity to build the broad base required to support the structure of learning was gone.
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#21. Who wanted to live to a hundred and one? Who wanted to go on living at all at times?
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#23. The Girl was gone, buried in the past. She never wanted to hear that name again. She was a woman for better for worse. Whatever the future might bring she could face it as a woman, Ned Ridley's woman.
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#24. Fear is the enemy, fear is the foe, if you run before it down you'll go. But if you stand and look it in the face, God will pour into you the bravery of grace.
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