Kate Mosse Quotes

Usually I decide on what it is I'm writing next by the books I'm reading.

There's no black and no white, just shades of grey ... But the small betrayals lead to bigger ones, morality is eroded.

Too often I am jealous and my jealousy leads me to say things-things-that I regret.

There is no pattern the human mind can devise that does not exist already within the bounds of nature ... Everything we do, see, write, notate, all are an echo of the deep seams of the universe. Music is the invisible world made visible through sound.

What we leave behind in this life is the memory of who we were and what we did. An imprint, no more.

People think that I'm very serious.

The thinnest shaft of light entered the empty chambers of my heart, just for a moment. Then it disappeared, extinguished by the weight of all that had gone before.

Then he says her name. Her real name. The soft music of it hangs suspended in the air between them. Threat or entreaty, she doesn't know, but she feels her resolve weaken. He says it again, this time, it sounds bitter, false in his mouth. A betrayal. The spell is broken. The woman known as Sophie lifts her arm. And shoots.

I am not a fan of historical fiction that is sloppy in its research or is dishonest about the real history.

I read a lot of thrillers, especially American crime novels.

For when all else is done, on­ly words re­main. Words en­dure.

One cannot always marry the person one loves...

Love - true love - is a precious thing. It is painful, uncomfortable, makes fools of us all, but it is what breathes meaning and color and purpose into our lives.

Library campaigners are not prepared to stand by and watch something they cherish be dismantled brick by brick.

My self and my other selves, both past and yet to come, were equally present.

History is written by the victorious, the liars, the strongest, the most determined.

Music (is) woven into the fabric of the corporeal world.

People have different views of how you deal with different issues in literature, and, frankly, long may it last that there is a range of views.

The colour of the magpie, her father was saying, was symbolic of creation. The void, the mystery of that which had not yet taken form. Black and white, he said. Presence and absence.

History is written by the victors, the strongest, the most determined. Truth is found most often in the silence, in the quiet places.

What will happen will happen, whether I wish it or no. So, yes, I accept. It does not mean that I like it or wish it were not otherwise.

Boots and guns had replaced banners and horses, but the story was the same. Men with black hearts. With black souls.

Lots of people have objections to prizes of all types, and it would be extraordinary if everybody agreed on anything that's worthwhile - they never do.