Quotes from Winston Graham

Quidquid Amor Jussit, Non Est Contemnere Tutum.

But when his mother died, even while he was crying, something within him had risen up, a barrier to shield off his weakness and tenderness and frailty. He had thought, All right, then, I've lost her and I'm alone. All right then. The adult impulse followed the childish.

But those few cool, destructive sentences which put into words very much his own opinions, though in phrases he would not have been perceptive enough to use himself, these brought a

I think,' said Ross, 'that this level runs east under the valley in the direction of Mingoose.' He moved off into the tunnel. A splash behind him told him that Francis was off the ladder and following.

the most important thing was to strike a balance: poverty and riches each in their own way caused unhappiness. With money, the way to be happy was to continue to have almost enough.

They have insisted so much on Equality, that there is no room left for Liberty and little for Fraternity.

Uno sciocco dignitoso, Demelza, non ottiene niente, mentre il farabutto dai toni melliflui sì.

L'autunno indugiava come invaghito della propria perfezione.

Mr Whitworth's nose was a different shape

I wish your husband well and hope he'll come home again to domestic bliss.

Almost under his breath he said, "First threatenings an' now bribery. Bribery as I'm alive! Money for Judas, I reckon they'm thinking. Stand up in a court o' law agin an old friend. Worse'n Judas, for he did it on the quiet, like. An' for what? Thirty bits o' silver. An' I'm reckoning they wouldn't

Posso farti i dispetti, tirarti i capelli, gridare e cantare, se mi va, e suonare la vecchia spinetta. Divido il letto con te e al mattino, quando mi sveglio, faccio un profondo respiro e penso a cose importanti.

They'd want for me to do un for twenty or ten. Tedn reasonable, tedn proper, tedn Christian, tedn right." There was a short pause. "Ten guineas down and ten guineas after the trial," said Garth. "Ha!" said Jud. "Just what I thought.

She was a dark young woman, a little above average in height, dressed in a close-fitting blue riding habit, a pale blue bodice, and a small tricorn hat. Connoisseurs would have disagreed as to whether she was beautiful, but few men would have passed her without a second glance.

Ormai quasi sempre le discussioni tra di loro finivano con una risata, la grazia inconfondibile che alleggeriva la loro unione.

She looked up and saw that his scrutiny had gratified him. It was one of the few comforting factors in Demelza's excursions into society, this faculty she had of pleasing men. She did not see it yet as power, only as a buttress to faltering courage. She

Demelza bent to examine the cow—with a professionalism of manner that came from her seven years at Nampara, not at all from her Illogan childhood.

Others have risen before her, and with fewer talents, I'd swear. She has a certain elegance already. In a few years it will be hard to tell her from a woman of breeding." "And she came for nothing? I doubt it. To me she looks a dangerous woman.

Le sabbie mobili si stavano muovendo sotto di lui.

Yes. Oh yes. I told him Caroline wanted to break the journey down here to be in Bodmin during the election, but Caroline has written him also, so it was no news. Like her to ask me to ask her uncle and then to write herself!" "She's only a girl. Be patient with her, Unwin. You'll need patience. She's temperamental and wayward. And there are others will think her a good catch beside yourself.

Non sapeva mai davvero cosa stesse pensando; le sue riflessioni più profonde erano nascoste dal suo volto strano e inquieto, con la pallida cicatrice sulla guancia, simile al marchio di una ferita dello spirito. Demelza sapeva solo che al momento Ross era felice e che lei era il motivo della sua felicità.

Quando gettò indietro la testa per bere, incontrò gli occhi di Demelza Carne, immensi e scuri, che lo stavano fissando dall'ultimo ripiano del mobile. Ross ruggì una risata che fece rientrare Prudie di corsa nella stanza.

All the week a great thunderbolt hung over the house. All her life Demelza's principle, though she did not know it as such, had been never to let the sun go down on her wrath. But she could very well have been buried with this wrath, because it came from a wound that knew no cure.

These savage laws," Ross said, controlling his temper with the greatest difficulty. "These savage laws that you interpret without charity send a man to prison for feeding his children when they are hungry, for finding food where he can when it's denied him to earn it. The book from which you take your teaching, Dr. Halse, says that man shall not live by bread alone. These days you're asking men to live without even bread.