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Quote by Jeanette Winterson

“To me, these days will never end. I am always there, in that room with her, or if not I, the imprint of myself - my fossil-love”

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Jeanette Winterson

Jeanette Winterson is a renowned British author known for her distinctive literary style and profound social commentary. Her works span a wide range of themes, including novels, essays, and poetry. Winterson's novel 'Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit' is a story about growth, faith, and sexuality that has received widespread acclaim. more

Book:L. M. MONTGOMERY – Ultimate Collection: 20 Novels & 170+ Short Stories, Poetry, Letters and Autobiography (Including The Complete Anne of Green Gables Series & Emily Starr Trilogy): Anne of Avonlea, Anne of the Island, The Blue Castle, Rilla of Ingleside, Emily of New Moon, Emily Climbs, The Golden Road, Mistress Pat, Chronicles of Avonlea, Kilmeny of the Orchard and many more

Source: L. M. MONTGOMERY – Ultimate Collection: 20 Novels & 170+ Short Stories, Poetry, Letters and Autobiography (Including The Complete Anne of Green Gables Series & Emily Starr Trilogy): Anne of Avonlea, Anne of the Island, The Blue Castle, Rilla of Ingleside, Emily of New Moon, Emily Climbs, The Golden Road, Mistress Pat, Chronicles of Avonlea, Kilmeny of the Orchard and many more

“I felt that I was leaving part of myself behind, and that wherever I went afterwards I should feel the lack of it, and search for it hopelessly, as ghosts are said to do, frequenting the spots where they buried material treasures without which they cannot pay their way to the nether world.”

World Way Feels Should Said Felt Pay Behinds Materials Leaving Treasure Ghost Spots Buried Brideshead Revisited

Book:Brideshead Revisited: The Sacred and Profane Memories of Captain Charles Ryder

Source: Brideshead Revisited: The Sacred and Profane Memories of Captain Charles Ryder

“That was the change in her from ten years ago; that, indeed, was her reward, this haunting, magical sadness which spoke straight to the heart and struck silence; it was the completion of her beauty.”

Years Heart Silence Sadness Ten Years Ago Rewards Spokes Haunting Completion Her Beauty Brideshead Revisited

Book:The world of Evelyn Waugh

Source: The world of Evelyn Waugh

“It was too late for happiness - but not too late to be helped by the thought of what I had missed. That is all I haved lived on - don't take it from me now”

Late Too Late

Book:Delphi Complete Works of Edith Wharton (Illustrated)

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Edith Wharton (Illustrated)