Kate Morton Quotes

We have been travelling through a cloud. The sky has been dark ever since the war began.

Prayers offered in times of peace are silent conversations, Appeals for love, or love's release, in private invocations But all that is changed now. Gone like a memory from the day before the fires. People hungry for the voice of God Hear lunatics and liars. Wartime prayers. Wartime prayers In every language spoken. For every family scattered and broken.

In war, everything changes. You are very selective of what you do because everything you do can be the last thing you do in your life.

That is the saddest part when you lose someone you love - that person keeps changing. And later you wonder, Is this the same person I lost? Maybe you lost more maybe less, then thousand different things that come from your memory or imagination - and you do not know which is which, which was true, which is false.

I Sing what was lost and dread what was won, / I walk in a battle fought over again.

I just don't know where home is. There's this promise of happiness out there. I know it. I even feel it sometimes. But it's like chasing the moon - just when I think I have it, it disappears into the horizon. I grieve and try to move on, but then the damn thing comes back the next night, giving me hope of catching it all over again.

At the door , she made him promise to go without goodbyes .She closed the door on him . Laila leaned her back against it , shaking against his pounding fists , one arm gripping her belly and a hand across her mouth , as he spoke throughout the door and promised that he would come back for her . She stood there until he tired , until he gave up , and then she listened to his uneven footsteps until they faded , until all was quiet , save for the gunfire cracking in the hills and her own heart thudding in her belly , her eyes , her bones .

20 minutes later: a girl on Himmel Street. She looks up. She speaks in whisper. 'The sky is soft today, Max. The clouds are so soft and sad, and...' She looks away and crosses her arms. She thinks of her papa going to war and grabs her jacket at each side of her body. 'And it's cold, Max. It's so cold.

I'm trying to make sense of lot of things with 'Tyrannosaur.' I'm trying to make sense of people who've left now. They're not here, they can't answer for themselves any more, they're gone. And I'm trying to make peace with those ghosts.

At the end of the day we want to bring stability and hope to Iraq. That's the only way to defeat terrorism.

9/11, the wars and terrorism have affected all of us in different ways: people who lost family on 9/11, the people who lost family in the wars and people who lost family in various terrorist attacks that have occurred since.

Soldiers are dreamers; when the guns begin they think of firelit homes, clean beds, and wives.

When I look back on my childhood, I think of that short time in Beirut. I know that seeing the city collapse around me forced me to grasp something many people miss: the fragility of peace.

War makes thieves and peace hangs them.

Everyone, when there's war in the air, learns to live in a new element: falsehood.

Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace.

Having seen war, you obviously learned to hate war.

I woke up and all I could see was Iraqis standing all around me, looking down upon me. I knew at that moment something terrible had happened and I wasn't in the right place.

War is only a cowardly escape from the problems of peace.

There's no such thing as a crowded battlefield. Battlefields are lonely places.

The dominant feeling of the battlefield is loneliness.

We don't know what may yet happen to us, what military and political defeats we may yet have to face.

Peace. Now that he is dead, peace will return to my country.

It makes twenty years or more of peace to make a man. It takes only twenty seconds of war to destroy him.

The sad state of war makes it my duty to build.