Katherine Mckennitt Quotes

Took long enough," she called out, not wanting to admit how the sight of him made her throat hitch, how the man was so gorgeous she lost her mind. "I thought you drowned in the mirror from staring into your reflection too long. ~ Katherine McIntyre

Darla shook her head, a small smirk on her lips. "You're such a mom," she told Katherine.
Katherine stared at her, puzzled. "You're a mom, too," she said softly.
"No, I gave birth. That doesn't make me a mom. Not like you."
A look passed between the two women like none they had ever shared before. For a split second, Katherine felt a slight connection. "Well, you rest. I'll check on you later." She turned and left the room, a funny, unexplainable feeling inside her. ~ Deanna Lynn Sletten

I think I know a place we can go where they know about unnatural things. ~ Katherine Marsh

This is what art is all about. It is weaving fabric from the feathers you have plucked from your own breast. But no one must ever see the process - only the finished bolt of goods. They must never suspect that that crimson thread running through the pattern is blood. ~ Katherine Paterson

There were, in Feo's experience, five kinds of cold. There was wind cold, which Feo barely felt. It was fussy and loud and turned your cheeks as red as if you'd been slapped, but couldn't kill you even if it tried. There was snow cold, which plucked at your arms and chapped your lips, but brought real rewards. It was Feo's favorite weather: The snow was soft and good for making snow wolves. There was ice cold, which might take the skin off your palm if you let it, but probably wouldn't if you were careful. Ice cold smelled sharp and knowing. It often came with blue skies and was good for skating. Feo had respect for ice cold. Then there was hard cold, which was when the ice cold got deeper and deeper until at the end of a month you couldn't remember if the summer had ever really existed. Hard cold could be cruel. Birds died in midflight. It was the kind of cold that you booted and kicked your way through.
And then there was blind cold. Blind cold smelled of metal and granite. It took all the sense out of your brain and blew the snow into your eyes until they were glued shut and you had to rub spit into them before they would blink. Blind cold was forty degrees below zero. This was the kind of cold that you didn't sit down to think in, unless you wanted to be found dead in the same place in May or June.
Feo had felt blind cold only once. ~ Katherine Rundell

At the heart of her bad nature, like many bad natures, was probably envy. And at the heart of envy was possibly hope - that the good fortune of others might one day be hers ~ Katherine Boo

If you were madly in love, you'd want me to win,' said Katherine.

"'I'm not sure that's true,' said Sam. 'I think love is about equality: both of us equally happy with either result. One-sided self-sacrifice is only enabling someone else's egoism. Altruists always end up riddled with resentment, or if they make that last superhuman effort, with spiritual pride.'

"'Oh,' said Katherine, 'you mean you're not going to enable my egoism.'

"'Okay, okay,' said Sam 'you're right – love is doing everything you want all the time. ~ Edward St. Aubyn

Let's press ahead a little further by sketching out a few variations among short shorts:

ONE THRUST OF INCIDENT. (Examples: Paz,
Mishima, Shalamov, Babel, W. C. Williams.) In these short shorts the time span is extremely brief, a few hours, maybe even a few minutes: Life is grasped in symbolic compression. One might say that these short shorts constitute epiphanies (climactic moments of high grace or realization) that have been tom out of their contexts. You have to supply the contexts yourself, since if the contexts were there, they'd no longer be short shorts.

LIFE ROLLED UP. (Examples: Tolstoy's 'Alyosha the Pot,' Verga's 'The Wolf,' D. H. Lawrence's 'A Sick Collier.') In these you get the illusion of sustained narrative, since they deal with lives over an extended period of time; but actually these lives are so compressed into typicality and paradigm, the result seems very much like a single incident. Verga's 'Wolf' cannot but repeat her passions, Tolstoy's Alyosha his passivity. Themes of obsession work especially well in this kind of short short.

SNAP-SHOT OR SINGLE FRAME. (Examples: Garda Marquez, Boll, Katherine Anne Porter.) In these we have no depicted event or incident, only an interior monologue or flow of memory. A voice speaks, as it were, into the air. A mind is revealed in cross-section - and the cut is rapid. One would guess that this is the hardest kind of short short to write: There are many pitfalls such as tiresome ~ Irving Howe

Sometimes you can just not spend that much money or do a minor change with color on a certain room, and it just can open up and brings people a lot of joy. They can go from hating a room or hating a house to loving it. ~ Katherine LaNasa

Of course, while Katherine took the accolades in stride, she never took the work for granted. Not a morning dawned that she didn't wake up eager to get to the office. The passion that she had for her job was a gift, one that few people ever experienced. ~ Margot Lee Shetterly

His voice was deep,
like a storm coming,
but gentle,
like the rain ending. ~ Katherine Applegate

A thin stream of smoke drifted skyward, speaking of mysteries within. ~ Katherine Howe

Sometimes I know things before they happen. Sometimes I can see a scene in my head. Like watching a movie, and then it will happen. I think, did I make it happen? Or did I just see it somehow? ~ Katherine Applegate

Hard work always hurts somewhere. ~ Katherine Rundell

It's cold out. It's even cold in Florida. So cold today that Katherine Harris put on a third layer of makeup. ~ Jay Leno

Even St. Teresa said, "I can pray better when I'm comfortable," and she refused to wear her haircloth shirt or starve herself. I don't think living in cellars and starving is better for an artist than it is for anybody else. ~ Katherine Anne Porter

I could never live a nonproductive life and I feel that I have lived a productive life as far as I want to in terms of this company that I have for so many years. ~ Katherine Dunham

He always was someone. Because the core of the sweet gum tree never changes. Like Nick, the deep red wood stays true to its nature. Strong, and steady, and pure. ~ Katherine Allred

I also don't understand why I should let some guy fondle me when I know the relationship has no future. ~ Katherine Applegate

Mama wasn't Mama anymore, she was Mother, usually followed by a pallease! ~ Katherine Allred

Shadow children, thin and small,
Now the day is left behind,
You are dancing on the wall,
On the curtains, on the blind. ~ Katherine Mansfield

So when we start talking about the state and all those that are so important and engaged and supportive around Florida, we've gotten overwhelming support, and it's so exciting. ~ Katherine Harris

I've become one of those women who thrusts her engagement finger out all the time. ~ Katherine Parkinson

The lived on the mistaken assumption that their lives mattered, that life was essentially fair, that it was all going to wind up happy in the end. I knew what they didn't - that everything you care about will disappear, that deserving a happy life doesn't mean you can get one, and that there really is no one in the entire world you can count on but yourself. ~ Katherine Center

I don't think Paul Thomas Anderson has a standard approach to anything. ~ Katherine Waterston

Perhaps the Lord has warned you that areas of your life that will harm you if you don't do something about it. Perhaps you have tried to barricade yourself from temptation or sinful habits by avoiding the issue. What you can't see won't hurt you, or so you try to convince yourself. Perhaps you've tried to resist temptation through sheer willpower and positive confession. You've discovered how flimsy your self-defense strategy is. Look around; the Lord has provided a way of escape. Walk through it into the light. ~ Katherine J. Walden

And despite everything I know now, I still believe, as I did when I was little, that there is an entire universe of things that my mother knows that I don't. I still believe that nothing truly bad can ever happen if my mother is around. I know it's not true. But still. It is true. ~ Katherine Center

She was Katherine, she was the teacher's pet, and when she grew up, she was going to be a librarian, because she couldn't imagine knowing there was a job that was all about books and not wanting to do it. ~ Seanan McGuire

But I think everybody should write. I think those people with stories who don't write should be stomped on. ~ Katherine Dunn

What's love? Something that lasts a week or a month and that's all you can except? Or is it just that some loves have a short shelf life? You know, like yogurt: after a week or two they go bad.
And how do you recognize the other kind of love, the kind that isn't like yogurt? The kind that's more like ... I don't know, like peanut butter, that lasts forever and always tastes good? ~ Katherine Applegate

Sometimes you need to give people something that's for them, not just something that makes you feel good giving it. ~ Katherine Paterson