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“The Girl was gone, buried in the past. She never wanted to hear that name again. She was a woman for better for worse. Whatever the future might bring she could face it as a woman, Ned Ridley's woman.”
Catherine Cookson, The Girl
“You have never kissed me. Patted me, hugged me, but you've never kissed me."
"Oh, Rosie, Rosie." His face looked on the point of laughter, then his lips fell gently on hers and he held the kiss for some time. Now, pressing her face from him, he said "That's merely an introduction. When your cheek is better I'll do it properly.”
Catherine Cookson, The Obsession
“Oh God, I'm sorry I bring trouble on people. I don't mean to, you know that, you know that. And don't punish me by taking Ned. Keep him safe that's all I ask. That's all I'll ever ask again, just keep him safe.”
Catherine Cookson, The Girl
“You make your son out to be to be almost an idiot; well let me tell you something, Mrs Loan, if he were a complete idiot, drooling at the mouth, he'd still be a better person then you.”
Catherine Cookson, The Girl
“Life was good except for―oh, yes, there was always an except.”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle
“You're born but you're not buried yet.”
Catherine Cookson, Feathers in the Fire
“Fancy feathers make peacocks, but you pluck them and see what's left.”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle
“And, like the prodigal son, he had returned broken in body and also in mind to the house where he had been born, and he and his child had been welcomed with open arms.”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle
“Fear is the enemy, fear is the foe, if you run before it down you’ll go. But if you stand and look it in the face, God will pour into you the bravery of grace.”
Catherine Cookson, The Tide of Life
“Come and sit down girl, for days you've been flying around there like a bluebottle.”
Catherine Cookson, The Golden Straw
“Come on. There's such a thing as overstayin' your welcome.”
Catherine Cookson
“She's only got eight fingers but she's got them stuck in all kinds of pies, and she keeps her thumbs bare for testing new ones.”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle
“John was a man of few words and many grunts and one of his grunts could express a volume. He had a variety of them which he adapted as the situation arose. But they all seemed to express his view on life, the principle of which was, ‘you leave me be, and I’ll leave you be’;”
Catherine Cookson, Saint Christopher and the Gravedigger
“Anyway, as they say, where there's life, there's hope. So let us eat.”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle
tags: eat, hope, life
“Platitudes or otherwise, there were no words to ease the agony of living.”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle
“I’m not against having to work for someone; we’re all working for someone really. We here, in this business, have our masters, but we do seem to have a greater amount of freedom allowed us than in some others, and I’ve always been against the hold one human being has over another, whether it’s in employment or in the family.”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle
“You don’t like possessive people then?’ ‘It isn’t that I don’t like them, I cannot understand what motivates them, unless it is an inadequacy in themselves, some deep want, and in order to alleviate it in some way, they hang on to another human being. It’s a sort of desire for power. Those who run businesses are possessed in a similar way. They have power over people; and very often, on their whims depends a man’s livelihood.”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle
“Her love for him was almost like a pain in itself.”
Catherine Cookson, Feathers in the Fire
tags: love, pain
“Yes, I know you and your old maxim you were always quoting: Let him go and you’ll keep him. Not let him go and you lose him. Yes, you did.”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle
“From the hills in the early dawn,
Small, thin, mist-wreathed, she came upon him;
Hair sodden to the brow,
Eyes like agates,
Lips apart, tongue flicking at words frozen in her head.
Gliding to his feet,
She caught his hand and said
'come help me, mister, or she'll be dead.”
Catherine Cookson
“passages.”
Catherine Cookson, Before I Go
“so I repeat, quite soon, you would meet someone that could match your mentality and would be a friend to you as well as a husband. Because that is what is needed in marriage . . . friendship. And that is why there are so many unhappy people in the world, because when love flies up the chimney the heat goes out of the ashes. And love does fly up the chimney, my dear, that love that drives you . . . ’ He stopped; then inclining his head on one side, he asked, ‘Dare I say it to you, you a young lady, that the love that drives you to bed with its first flush fades. It’s bound to fade, and then, as I said, if it doesn’t leave friendship behind, life becomes a withered thing. I speak from experience, my dear, for I have so many clients that are walking about dead because they didn’t prepare for love dying on them.”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle
“He heard him speak some words, but he couldn’t make out what they were; he then saw him bend and kiss her, not on the cheek but on the lips. Then Mrs Carver’s voice from”
Catherine Cookson, My Beloved Son
“Let youth pass, and no matter what opportunities presented themselves, the capacity to build the broad base required to support the structure of learning was gone.”
Catherine Cookson
“tolerate is your continued”
Catherine Cookson, My Beloved Son
“I remember stating that humour was the poor cousin of wit and at best it was the whetstone on which wit sharpened itself – that one laughs at humour but savours wit.”
Catherine Cookson, Before I Go
“You are so fortunate, aren’t you? What troubles you have in life you have picked them up, sort of gathered them to yourself, such as Victoria, and Joe, and Lily and her child. Yet, you needn’t have done any of these things, you could have stayed happily in this haven and led the life it suggests, peace and tranquillity”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle
“, entertaining friends, and using your money to spread largesse, sometimes even in a way that wouldn’t touch your emotions.”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle
“and at the same time you are so lucky to have this house, this atmosphere. Yes, that’s what I mean, atmosphere, in which to hide and heal your sores.”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle
“Those last few minutes with him this evening had been a revelation. They weren’t words of self-pity, but more like confession of guilt, the guilt of having wasted a life and the pity that there was no second chance. You had one and that was all. He must”
Catherine Cookson, The Black Candle

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