Joan Aiken



Joan Aiken

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born September 04, 1924
died January 04, 2004
gender female
place of birth Rye, East Sussex, United Kingdom
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avg rating: 3.97 | 1910 ratings | 165 distinct works
The Wolves of Willoughby Chase The Wolves of Willoughby Chase (Hardcover)
by Joan Aiken, Pat Marriott
avg rating 4.24 — 370 ratings — published 1962
21 editions
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Black Hearts in Battersea Black Hearts in Battersea (Paperback)
by Joan Aiken
avg rating 4.32 — 137 ratings — published 1999
10 editions
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Nightbirds on Nantucket Nightbirds on Nantucket (Paperback)
by Joan Aiken
avg rating 4.37 — 113 ratings — published 1969
9 editions
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Jane Fairfax: The Secret Story... Jane Fairfax: The Secret Story of the Second Heroine in Jane Austen's Emma (Paperback)
by Joan Aiken
avg rating 3.52 — 130 ratings — published 1991
5 editions
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The Cuckoo Tree The Cuckoo Tree (Paperback)
by Joan Aiken
avg rating 4.17 — 66 ratings — published 2000
4 editions
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Midnight is a Place Midnight is a Place (Paperback)
by Joan Aiken
avg rating 3.97 — 61 ratings — published 1974
9 editions
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Dido and Pa Dido and Pa (Paperback)
by Joan Aiken
avg rating 4.16 — 58 ratings — published 2002
4 editions
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The Stolen Lake The Stolen Lake (Paperback)
by Joan Aiken
avg rating 4.02 — 51 ratings — published 2005
5 editions
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Is Underground Is Underground (Paperback)
by Joan Aiken
avg rating 4.11 — 38 ratings — published 1995
4 editions
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The Whispering Mountain The Whispering Mountain (Paperback)
by Joan Aiken
avg rating 3.97 — 39 ratings — published 1969
6 editions
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"They came to the high stone shaft with the face of Sul; they descended to the terrace below. And here Caradog waited, leaning on his silver-tipped rod and eyeing the horizon, until the delicate slip of the new moon moved out from behind the shoulder of Mount Damyake, with the mysterious, shadowy ghost of the old moon cradle inside it, like an egg inside its egg cup.

"Now it is time," he said.

"Blame it!" expostulated Dido. "It ain't right for me to die! Have you thought of that, mister? You're and old gager; you've lived nigh on fourscore years, I shouldn't wonder. You did a whole lot of things and learned a lot o' stuff --- though mussy knows, you ain't put it to very good use. But I haven't hardly done nothing! And I ain't learned much, neither, except the use of the globes that Mr. Holy taught me, and how to curtsy and cut up whales."

At the thought of Mr. Holystone her voice, to her shame, began to wobble dangerously; she stopped speaking and drew a deep breath.

"Cease repining, child, and go down those steps," said Caradog. "Do not quarrel with your destiny. If Sul wishes you to die, then it is your time."

Dido remembered the story that Bran had told about the man who picked up the necklace. Well, if it is my destiny, she thought, best not to make a pother about it."
Joan Aiken (The Stolen Lake)
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12075
""One day," she said to herself, "men will learn to split the atom."

"What's an atom?"

"It's the smallest grain of the basic stuff from which we are all made. As cakes are made from flour." Ruth held up her slender, worn hand. Her fingers were transparent against the spring sunshine. "Pull that grain apart, you release a torrent of energy. Like--like an egg hatching. Crash! Out comes and eagle! In the same way--I think--out of each person, each simple, plain person, can come such power that, if properly used, it could shoot an arrow to the sun. Or sow a thousand oak trees and make them grow overnight to the height of a tower. All you need is to harness that force."

Cold Shoulder Road pages 177-178"
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