The Midnight Feast Quotes

“Rich people problems. Ruby says they manage to make everything into a drama because when you have no real difficulty in your life you end up creating your own.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“Turns out a leopard doesn’t change its spots, even if it’s covered them up with some wellness bullshit and white linen.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“There’s been a right of way through here for centuries – before that house even existed. You’re the ones trespassing. Local people have always walked among these trees … using their wood, their flora and fauna. There’s a unique convergence of ley lines here. Keeping people away from the land”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“when you have no real difficulty in your life you end up creating your own.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“Nature may be red in tooth and claw but our guests would prefer their version of it green and clean.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“Just two people briefly reunited, finally freed from the shadows of the past.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“She is nothing like my mother,” I spat. “Fran’s perfect.” “Is anyone?” my therapist mused. “That’s a difficult label for any human being to wear.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“On the page just beneath there’s a photograph of the boss holding a very groomed white cockerel. The word CUNT is written across it in biro. The letters have been pressed so hard they’ve ripped the paper.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“You don’t stop wanting things or wanting to cling on to an earlier version of yourself just because you’ve become a mother.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“It's difficult to believe this macabre a specter was ever intact. It looks ancient and evil, as if it's squatted here like this for a thousand years.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“What's with all the old birds in here this evening?”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“They’re nearly at the woods. Fielding glances at Walker, frowns. “You cold?” He must have clocked Walker’s involuntary shiver.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“Ruby side-eyes them as they leave. “I saw this meme,” she says, “that was like: ‘How can there be so many problems in the world when there are so many wealthy women with crystals?”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“Once upon a time he kicked around out with my big brother; now he’s still hanging out with nineteen-year-olds, even though his black shoulder-length hair is going thin at the temples. He’s wearing a black hoodie that says I AUTOEROTIC AXPHYXIATE ON THE FIRST DATE. He catches me reading it. “Confused, Eddie mate? Guess you guys were all tealights, Ed Sheeran, and missionary. Am I right?”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“Yeah, class shouldn’t matter, in 2025.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“The past shimmers like a mirage on the water.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“The stars are so bright tonight.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“Once a slut, always a slut. Yes, I saw you, you stupid cow. Last night, in the wine store. I only kept you on today because I thought you could prove useful. But now you’ve quite clearly outlasted your use to me.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“Sparrow. You should get some help. Go to a retreat for a few months. Meditate. Honestly. It changed my life. Gave me purpose.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“You know, sometimes I think this job’s OK. The pay’s all right. And then other times I think I’d really like to headbutt someone. Or just, like, torch the place.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“As though I have no right to be here. As though I have no authority over her. I hate that she knows who I really am. I hate that she looks at me and sees that grubby, lonely, unloved kid from the past.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“An explosion of movement in the topmost branches of the nearest trees. A hundred horrible, hoarse, cackling cries as a flock—a murder—of crows rose up from the treetops into the sky. And beneath them crouched the dark woods, silent and watchful.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“It was an act of charity”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“But here among the trees”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“I’m so frigging tired.” Her shoulders slump. “Last night . . . it wasn’t meant to be like that. It . . .” She catches herself, trails off, and then sobs, “It was meant to be . . . like, special.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“She had this little beaded bag over one arm and was carrying the fossil I found in the rockpool. I showed her the food I’d nicked from the caravan and she was like: ohmigod, Sparrow, you crack me up! It’s not that kind of midnight feast but I guess we could use some snacks.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“Hence the full-size bath oils in glass containers, the matches left on the dressing tables. At the same time, one really has to have a contingency plan. And ultimately, this place is so much more than a hotel. It’s a home.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“Oh.” She looks down. “It’s a feather, Eddie. It’s not a big deal.” “But it’s the one . . . it’s from when we found him, isn’t it? The one that was on the desk.”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“You must keep the birds happy,” he kept saying. “Don’t upset the birds.” Over and over like that. Such a shame: he once had such a great mind. “Yes, Grandfa,” I told him. Poor old thing. Clearly he’d gone a bit gaga, started believing in local nonsense. But then he sat up in bed and grabbed hold of my wrist so hard it hurt. “You must not upset the birds. Do you understand?”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast

“The questions I’ve been asking myself since I first read about the opening of The Manor come to me again. Who sent me that article? Why? And more importantly, most important of all: what do they know?”
― Lucy Foley, The Midnight Feast