Writing is like a bird-watcher watching for birds: the stories are there: you just have to train yourself to look for them.
BARBARA MERTZThere was no warning, not even a knock. The door flew open, and he forgot his present aches and pains in anticipation of what lay in store. The figure that stood in the door was not that of an enemy. It was worse. It was his mother.
More Barbara Mertz Quotes
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I do not scruple to employ mendacity and a fictitious appearance of female incompetence when the occasion demands it.
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Superstition has its practical uses.
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Loving someone condemns you to a lifetime of fear. You become painfully conscious of how fragile people are – bundles of brittle bones and vulnerable flesh, breeding grounds for billions of deadly germs and horrible diseases.
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I knew the answer, and–of course–so did Ramses. He has superb breath control and always gets in ahead of me.
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kissing someone out of pity is always a mistake.
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A lady cannot be blamed if a master criminal takes a fancy to her.
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I had refused Emerson’s well-meant offers of assistance, knowing his efforts would be confined to moving the furniture to the wrong places and demanding how much longer the process would take.
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There is nothing sadder than the cheerful letters of the dead, expressing hopes that were never fulfilled, ambitions that were never achieved, dreams cut off before they could come to fruition.
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A fondness for martyrdom, especially of the verbal variety, is common to the young.
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Dogs can be made to feel guilty about anything, including the sins of their owners. Cats refuse to take the blame for anything – including their own sins.
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That’s maturity-when you realize that you’ve finally arrived at a state of ignorance as profound as your parents.
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Reputations are shaped not by facts but by prejudices.
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I do, however, think it would be difficult to write books I don’t like to read.
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…Nefret said with a gusty sigh, ‘Well, that’s done it. We may as well join in, Ramses, family arguments are the favorite form of amusement here and this looks like being a loud one.
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He hesitated for a moment. Then he said softly, “I love you, Mother.” He took my hand and kissed it, and folded my fingers round the stem of the rose. He had stripped it of its thorns.
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