Eliza Makepeace Quotes

Eliza had split each day between her two favorite places on the estate: the black rock down in the cove, on top of which millennia of tides had washed smooth a seat-sized platform; and the hidden garden, her garden, at the end of the maze. What a delight it was to have a place of one's own, an entire garden in which to Be. Sometimes Eliza liked to sit on the iron seat, perfectly still, and just listen. To the windblown leaves tapping against the walls, the muffled ocean breathing in and out, and the birds singing their stories. Sometimes, if she sat still enough, she almost fancied she could hear the flowers sighing in gratitude to the sun. ~ Kate Morton

She forced herself to stroll casually and appraise her plants. The wisteria was shedding its final leaves, the jasmine had long lost its flowers, but the autumn had been mild and the pink roses were still in bloom. Eliza went closer, took a half-opened bud between her fingers and smiled at the perfect raindrop caught within its inner petals.
The thought was sudden and complete. She must make a bouquet, a welcome-home gift for Rose. Her cousin was fond of flowers, but more than that, Eliza would select plants that were a symbol of their bond. There must be ivy for friendship, pink rose for happiness, and some of the exotic oak-leaved geranium for memories... ~ Kate Morton

Apart from such visits, for the first time in her life Eliza was truly alone. In the beginning, unfamiliar sounds, nocturnal sounds, disturbed her, but as the days passed she came to know them: soft-pawed animals under the eaves, the ticking of the warming range, floorboards shivering in the cooling nights. And their were unexpected benefits to her solitary life: alone in the cottage, Eliza discovered that the characters from her fairy tales became bolder. She found fairies playing in the spiders' webs, insects whispering incantations on the windowsills, fire sprites spitting and hissing in the range. Sometimes in the afternoons, Eliza would sit on the rocking chair listening to them. And late at night, when they were all asleep, she would spin their stories into her own tales. ~ Kate Morton

Older, but no wiser. Alas, our dreams continue to haunt us. ~ Eliza Granville

To describe love-making is immoral and immodest; you know it is. To describe it as it really is, or would appear to you and me as lookers-on, would be to describe the most dreary farce, to chronicle the most tautological twaddle. To take note of sighs, hand-squeezes, looks at the moon, and so forth
does this business become our dignity as historians? Come away from those foolish young people
they don't want us; and dreary as their farce is, and tautological as their twaddle, you may be sure it amuses them, and that they are happy enough without us. ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

My mom is this liberal, feminist, Mormon powerhouse. I just love her to death. ~ Eliza Dushku

Which of us is happy in this world? Which of us has his desire? or, having it, is satisfied? ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

That acknowledgment of weakness which we make in imploring to be relieved from hunger and from temptation is surely wisely put in our daily prayer. Think of it, you who are rich, and take heed how you turn a beggar away. ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

To be rich, to be famous? do these profit a year hence, when other names sound louder than yours, when you lie hidden away under ground, along with the idle titles engraven on your coffin? But only true love lives after you, follows your memory with secret blessings or pervades you, and intercedes for you. Non omnis moriar, if, dying, I yet live in a tender heart or two; nor am lost and hopeless, living, if a sainted departed soul still loves and prays for me. ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

Eliza, stop crying, You let sorrow take over you; you will drown in it ~ Solomon Northup

A clever, ugly man every now and then is successful with the ladies, but a handsome fool is irresistible. ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

A person can't help their birth. ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

Eliza and Liam were downstairs having a heartfelt deep discussion, each one having found something that had always seemed missing in each other. Throughout multiple discussions they had formed a strong bond that seemed to tie them together. They had an intense emotional and mental connection that was something very rare to find. ~ A.L. Haddix

I wake up and play a different person every day. Playing all these different characters and trying to figure out who your true authentic self is at the core of that as you're playing all these different roles, and man, that self-awareness starts to come into effect. And you start to see who you really are. ~ Eliza Dushku

We love being in love, that's the truth on't. ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

[ELIZA]
You and your words flooded my senses, your sentences left me defenseless. You built me palaces out of paragraphs, you built cathedrals. ~ Lin-Manuel Miranda

That's the way marriage grows. It must grow through grief, it must grow through pain, and it must grow through anger. ~ Eliza Redgold

Vanity is often the unseen spur. ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

You, who are ashamed of your poverty, and blush for your calling, are a snob; as are you who boast of your wealth. ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

And at last, the lonely young man who belonged to no one finally belonged to someone, forever, and the practical girl who would not settle for less then a love story for the ages found the life long romance she had yearned for all her life. ~ Melissa De La Cruz

But worries are for people who can't pull grown men apart with their bare hands. ~ Eliza Crewe

Mark to yourself the gradual way in which you have been prepared for, and are now led by an irresistible necessity to enter upon your great labour. ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

I will go forward ... I will smile at the rage of the tempest, and ride fearlessly and triumphantly across the boisterous ocean of circumstance ... And the 'testimony of Jesus' will light up a lamp that will guide my vision through the portals of immortality, and communicate to my understanding the glories of the Celestial kingdom. ~ Eliza R. Snow

Tori glanced at the clock and bit back a curse. Hannah didn't need to learn any more bad words from her own mother. That's what public school was for.

Gayle, Eliza (2013-04-30). Levi's Ultimatum, Purgatory Masters Book 2 (Kindle Locations 197-198). Gypsy Ink Books. Kindle Edition. ~ Eliza Gayle

Life without laughing is a dreary blank. ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

This is Bourbon Street, isn't it? Where's the freakin' bourbon? ~ Eliza Freed

I hope the artist who illustrates this work will take care to do justice to his portrait. Mr. Clive himself, let that painter be assured, will not be too well pleased if his countenance and figure do not receive proper attention. ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

What tortures have men to endure, comparable to those daily repeated shafts of scorn and cruelty with which poor women are riddled by the tyrants of their sex? ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

A fool can no more see his own folly than he can see his ears. ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

Eliza. I need to borrow you for a little while." Mrs. Grier has a bad habit of grabbing the first student who walks through her door when she needs something, and today I'm the unlucky plebe she gets her happy teacher hands on. She beams at me, looking the picture of joy in an unseasonal yellow sundress and earrings shaped like bananas.

I ease my arm out of her hand so it doesn't seem like I don't want her to touch me. I don't mind Mrs. Grier. Most days I like her. I wish I had her for an actual class instead of just homeroom, because she doesn't make me talk if I don't want to, and she counts showing up to class as your entire participation grade. ~ Francesca Zappia

In effective womanly beauty form is more than face, and manner more than either. ~ William Makepeace Thackeray

Adam glanced at me. His grin was back. I'd forgotten how easily he could wind me up.
"You know, Eliza," he said, "maybe you're missing something here."
"You're going to be missing a few teeth if you don't explain yourself," I growled. ~ Sam Dogra

To live in joy and fully manifest our true potential, we must let go of our desires and attachment to the past and the future and be excited about living in the unknown. ~ Mada Eliza Dalian

We just sent some footage to ABC Primetime, who is doing a segment that alleges to tell our side of the story, and in that, a week before she became ill, there's Eliza Jane at her friend's birthday party, blowing, over and over again, a party horn - the one with the long, curly thing that sticks out when you blow it and retracts when you breathe in - over and over and over again ... this child that, a few weeks later, would be said to have died of fatal pneumonia. ~ Christine Maggiore

Joshua said nothing, for his mind was even now limning the vacancy. Lincoln would no more be seated on the far side of the dining table. He would no more ride his horse into town or let his huge hands rove through the library of stroll past the hemp house or listen to Eliza gabble or applaud Mary's nocturnes or argue some abstruse point of law with James or scratch behind Growler's ears as the dog lay stretched around his feet. From henceforth, there would be only space where Lincoln used to be.
And in Joshua's mind, that space began to expand and deepen until it became a vast nullity, blanketing everything around him until it seemed the night itself had been swallowed up by it. ~ Louis Bayard