Sign in with Facebook
Robin’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Robin’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
Robin Clifford Wood’s Followers (26)
70 books
|
139 friends
62 books
|
772 friends
1,148 books
|
188 friends
519 books
|
71 friends
294 books
|
181 friends
618 books
|
966 friends
266 books
|
50 friends
236 books
|
1,115 friends
More friends…
Robin Clifford Wood
Goodreads Author
Born
The United States
Website
Twitter
Genre
Member Since
August 2007
|
The Field House: A Writer's Life Lost and Found on an Island in Maine
|
|
* Note: these are all the books on Goodreads for this author. To add more, click here.
Robin’s Recent Updates
|
Robin
entered a giveaway
The Calamity Club
by Kathryn Stockett (Goodreads Author)
10 copies
available, ends on
February 06, 2026
Enter to win »
|
|
|
Robin
entered a giveaway
|
|
“Affections cannot be stolen, madam. They are given freely or not at all.”
― All This, and Heaven Too
― All This, and Heaven Too
“Isn't it strange some people make
You feel so tired inside,
Your thoughts begin to shrivel up
Like leaves all brown and dried!
But when you're with some other ones,
It's stranger still to find
Your thoughts as thick as fireflies
All shiny in your mind!”
―
You feel so tired inside,
Your thoughts begin to shrivel up
Like leaves all brown and dried!
But when you're with some other ones,
It's stranger still to find
Your thoughts as thick as fireflies
All shiny in your mind!”
―
“Integrity of thought, flexibility of mind, and a consuming curiosity concerning the world and its occupants were the touchstones to her friendship. Whether she happened to find these in some struggling gifted youth or in some person of recognized achievement, her response was equally sincere. The sensitive antennae of her own sympathy and human awareness reached out in a roomful of people and unerringly found minds to quicken hers, talents to match her own. She loved wit, but not at the expense of wisdom. She delighted in good company and the exchange of talk, yet she was seldom deceived by mere superficial brilliance.” -p. 505”
― All This, and Heaven Too
― All This, and Heaven Too
“The more one suffered and lived, the more one had known of joy and grief, the deeper the response must be if an artist were great enough to summon it.”
― All This, and Heaven Too
― All This, and Heaven Too
“Oh, well, it might look like a patterned world, laid out in prim design, but to those living there it could never be so simple. They were as alive as she: that old peasant contriving to outwit the cold; that woman anxiously counting her comical flock lest one goose escape her vigilance; all those who slept, or toiled, or loved under the low-hung roofs or the sharp turrets. Those people out there, if they caught sight of her own face pressed close to the window pane, might be speculating about her. To them she was part of the pattern of the lumbering train with its trail of smoke and little boxlike carriages. Perhaps they envied her, riding at ease to distant Paris. How little they knew of that! How little she herself know what awaited her at the end of the journey!”
―
―
