The Clockmaker's Daughter

by Kate Morton

I wanted you to see what a balm love is. What it is to share one’s life, to really share it, so that very little matters outside the certainty of its walls. Because the world is very noisy, Elodie, and although life is filled with joy and wonder, there’s evil and sorrow and injustice, too.”

What a dignified object was a book, almost noble in its purpose.

“The land does not forget,” Leonard could remember reading. “Place is a doorway through which one steps across time.”

refuse to accept that science and magic are opposed; they are both valid attempts to understand the way that our world works.