Susanna Kearsley Quotes

It takes years to build up, it takes moments to destroy.

Something about the way she moves through the world does not lend itself to the care of fragile objects.

It is difficult to undo our own damage, and to recall to our presence that which we have asked to leave.

My feeling is, if a dog is that hard up to break free, let it go. It's like a boyfriend who wants to break up. We all know the old adage "If you set someone free, and he never comes back, then he was never yours." I understand the main fear with setting dogs loose is they could get hit by a car, but so could an ex boyfriend. That's just a chance you have to take.

Trusting someone was like holding a little water in your cupped hands - it was so easy to spill the water, and you could never get it back.

I can see the beauty of glass objects fully at the moment when they slip from my hand

You've got to know when to let a woman go if you want to keep her,and if you don't want to keep her you let her go anyhow so it's always a process of letting go, one way or the other.

When it's over for a woman, it's over. You're not getting an appeal.

God made the rose out of what was left of woman at the creation. The great difference is, we feel the rose's thorns when we gather it; and the other's when we have had it for some time.

History is an omlette. THe eggs are already broken.

It took me far too long to realize that lost years and relationships cannot be recovered. That damage done to oneself and others cannot always be put right again.

That what cannot be repaired is not to be regretted.

When the honey's out of the comb, there's no putting it back.

But what had happened, had happened, and it was no longer possible to right anything.

He held me against him gently, as if I was glass - as if I could shatter and fall away from him at any moment and leave him breathless and alone once more.

Glass, China, and Reputation, are easily cracked, and never well mended.

when things break, it's not the actual breaking that prevents them from getting back together again. it's because a little piece gets lost -- the two remaining ends couldn't fit together even if they wanted to. the whole shape has changed.

With some break-ups, all you can think about afterwards is how badly it ended and how much the other person hurt you. With others, you become sentimental for the good times and lose track of what went wrong.

We don't have to start all over again and try to keep the slate clean. There is no more slate.

But once that string gets cut, kid, you can't uncut it. Do you get what I'm saying?

How beautiful is forgetting! What relief it would be for the world to lose some of its contents.

We are like Humpty Dumpty and all these king's horses and all these king's men cannot put us back together again

The harm done is often difficult to repair.

Thank God, they cannot cut down the clouds!

It is difficult to undo our own damage, and to recall to our presence that which we have asked to leave. It is hard to desecrate a grove and change your mind. The very holy mountains are keeping mum. We doused the burning bush and cannot rekindle it; we are lighting matches in vain under every green tree.