Mary Stewart Quotes
Top 60 wise famous quotes and sayings by Mary Stewart
Mary Stewart Famous Quotes & Sayings
Discover top inspirational quotes from Mary Stewart on Wise Famous Quotes.
Someone's got to look after the devil himself, as long as he wears clothes and needs food and drink.
Every life has death and every light has shadow. Be content to stand in the light and let the shadow fall where it will.
I sometimes think it's a mistake to have been happy when one was a child. One should always want to go on, not back.
I knew that I had turned my world back to cinders, sunk my lovely ship with my own stupid, wicked hands.
There are few men more superstitious than soldiers. They are, after all, the men who live closest to death.
At breakfast!' said Louise in an awed voice. 'A man who can read poetry at breakfast would be capable of anything.
Funny, one somehow imagines her snuffing quietly out now, the way the moon would if the sun vanished.
This is the way of love, I find; one longs so fervently for the beloved to achieve the best ends that he is spared nothing.
William's mother, dead these six years. He spoke of her with love, but without grief. Six years, and whatever the loss, happiness steals back.
The car whispered up the slope and nosed quietly out above the trees. He was driving like a careful insult.
Something was moving; there was a kind of breathing brightness in the air, the wind of God brushing by, invisible in sunlight.
I reached for sleep and drew it round me like a blanket muffling pain and thought together in the merciful dark.
Where two Greeks are gathered together, there will be at least three political parties represented, and possibly more.
One always got the same shock of recognition and delight when someone's words swam up to meet a thought or name a picture.
We have lived under the edge of doom, and feel ourselves now facing the long-threatened fate. But hear this Emrys: fate is made by men, not gods.
Kissing me with a violence that was terrifying and yet, somehow, the summit of all my tenderest dreams.
Every man carries the seed of his own death, and you will not be more than a man. You will have everything; you cannot have more ...
I had been so used to God's voice in the fire and stars that I had forgotten to listen for it in the counsels of men.
I suppose my mother could have been a witch if she had chosen to. But she met my father, who was a rather saintly clergyman, and he cancelled her out.
By the time that adorable steak and I had become one flesh I could have taken on the whole Valmy clan singlehanded.
I had always been content to know that there was more in the living world than we could hope to understand.
Every time your work is read, you die several deaths for every word, and poetry is like being flayed alive.
The sour smell was not the smell of fungus. It was unlit incense, and cold ashes, and unsaid prayers. I
Mother and daughter got on very well indeed, with a deep affection founded on almost complete misunderstanding.
But I have noticed this about ambitious men, or men in power, that they fear even the slightest and least likely threat to it.
People are straightforward enough, on the whole, till one starts to look for crooked motives, and then, oh boy, how crooked can they be!
The boredom and annoyance that shut down over it were humiliatingly plain to see. I could have slapped her for it.