Top 58 Rosamunde Pilcher Quotes
#2. In Germany, I have been called the Queen of Kitsch, but I don't mind that - as long as people buy the books.
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#3. People today expect too much from marriage. Getting married is really like taking on a big new job.
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#4. Not his real name, darling, but my own name for him. I never thought it could be like this. I never thought one could be so close, and yet so different to a single human being. He is everything I've never been, and yet I love him more than any person or anything I've ever known.
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#5. There is no magic in all the world like that magic when you sell your first bit of writing.
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#6. She put out her hand and touched his forearm, as she would have touched some piece of porcelain or sculpture, just for the sheer animal pleasure of feeling its shape and curve beneath her fingertips.
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#7. Oscar and I are very close, and yet I know that part of him is still withdrawn, even from me. As though part of him was still in another place. Another country. Journeying, perhaps. Or in exile. Across the sea. And I can't be with him, because I haven't got the right sort of passport.
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#8. I'm not terribly intelligent - I have no university degree, you know.
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#9. Love she had found, had a strange way of multiplying. Doubling, trebling itself, so that, as each child arrived, there was always more than enough to go around.
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#10. Being financially secure is truly a life-enhancer; it sweetly oils the wheels of life. But remember: to talk of money, the excess of it or the lack of it, is vulgar to the extreme. One either boasts or whines, and neither makes for good conversation.
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#11. You never really got to know people properly until you had seen them within the ambiance of their own home. Seen their furniture and their books and the manner of their lifestyle.
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#12. And the wicked thing is, that when we're really upset, we always take it out on the people who are closest and whom we love the most.
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#13. Fear knocked at the door, Faith went to answer it, and no one was there.
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#14. I'm getting too elderly to travel the length of the country for a free hangover.
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#15. As long as Mumma was alive, she knew that some small part of herself had remained a child, cherished and adored. Perhaps you never completely grew up until your mother died.
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#16. She appeared to be ageless the type that would continue, unchanging, until she was an old woman when she would suddenly become senile and die
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#17. Her family... Love and involvement brought joy, but as well could become a hideously heavy millstone slung about one's neck. And the worst was that she felt useless because there was not a mortal thing she could do to help resolve their problems.
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#18. She had loved them all, her children. Loved each one the best, but for different reasons.
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#19. They will come, not to paint the bay and the sea and the boots and the moors, but the warmth of the sun and the colour of the wind. A whole new concept. Such stimulation. Such vitality.
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#20. but also for the sweater most expertly knitted from hand-spun wool,
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#21. There's a war on. We don't know how anything's going to end. We just have to grasp each fleeting moment of joy as it whizzes by.
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#22. at seventy-seven, what did a few wrinkles matter? A small price to pay for an energetic and active old age. She drove in the last stake,
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#23. As always, when faced with a dilemma, he planned to by by his own set of rules. Act positively, plan negatively, expect nothing.
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#24. Oh. Elfrida made much effort not to appear too astonished. She had never seen any person in her life less likely to be a minister's wife.
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#25. The greatest gift a parent can leave a child is that parent's own independence.
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#26. Mrs. Plackett did not believe in letting emotion show. Keep yourself to yourself had always been her motto.
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#27. She believed, of course ... because without something to believe in, life would be intolerable.
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#28. Grief is a funny thing because you don't have to carry it with you for the rest of your life. After a bit you set it down by the roadside and walk on and leave it.
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#29. As for God, I frankly admit that I find it easier to live with the ageold questions about suffering than with many of the easy or pious explanations offered from time to time. Some of which seem to verge on blasphemy.
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#30. Writing is work, but it's also a compulsion, and once you get your characters on paper, you can't abandon them. You have to respond to them.
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#31. The air smelled of box and mint and thyme and newly turned earth. Laura
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#32. Things happen they way they're meant to. There's a pattern and a shape to everything ... Nothing happens without a reason ... Nothing is impossible ... (Page 180).
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#33. I know we didn't have very long together, but what we did have was special. Not many people achieve such happiness, even for a year or two.
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#34. The two most wonderful things in life are money and sex, but the minute you start discussing them, they become b-o-r-i-n-g.
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#35. She looked up and saw, high in the sky beyond the racing black clouds, a ragged scrap of blue sky. Enough to make a cat a pair of trousers.
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#36. Happiness is making the most of what you have, and riches is making the most of what you've got.
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#37. Life, for both of us, can never be the same as it was, but it can be different; and you have proved to me that it can be good.
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#38. The only way to make disasters bearable is to laugh about them.
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#39. I wasn't good enough. I had a little talent but not enough. There is nothing more discouraging than having just a little talent.
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#40. She had been impulsive all her life, made decisions without thought for the future, and regretted none of them, however dotty. Looking back, all she regretted were the opportunities missed, either because they had come along at the wrong time or because she had been too timid to grasp them.
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#41. It is better to travel hopefully than to arrive. Arrival often brings nothing but a sense of desolation and disappointment.
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#42. She had never allowed herself to be bullied, and was not about to start.
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#44. Life is so extraordinary. Wonderful surprises are just around the most unexpected corners.
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#45. What a happy woman I am, living in a garden, with books, babies, birds and flowers, and plenty of leisure to enjoy them. Sometimes I feel as if I were blest above all my fellows in being able to find happiness so easily.
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#46. It was good, and nothing good is truly lost. It stays part of a person, becomes part of their character. So part of you goes everywhere with me. And part of me is yours, forever
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#47. For he was drinking too much. Not uncontrollably nor offensively, but still he seldom seemed to have a glass out of his hand.
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#48. I never expect anything from anybody. I'm a bit Scottish like that - I don't like to be disappointed and let down. I like to take life very slowly.
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#49. [Describing an unsatisfactory apartment for which an up-and-comer had to settle:] The flat crouched around him, watching like a depressed relation, waiting for him to take some action.
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#50. She may not have believed in God, but I'm pretty certain God believed in her.
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#51. It was better not to get too close to another person. The closer you got, the more likely you were to get hurt.
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#52. He thought back over the extraordinarily coincidental chain of events that had brought him here, at this particular time, and then left him marooned, so that he had no choice but to stay. With hindsight, it seemed as though it had all been carefully mapped out by fate.
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#53. Loving isn't finding perfection, but forgiving horrible faults.
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#54. He's threatening to breed polo ponies, but he's always been a man of great ideas, but little action, so I don't suppose he will.
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#57. Not having a father always made you feel that perhaps you weren't quite the same as other people. You felt you weren't complete.
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#58. Other people's houses were always fascinating. As soon as you went through the door for the first time, you got the feel of the atmosphere, and so discovered something about the personalities of the people who lived there.
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