Mrs. Kimble Quotes

“Destiny, she’d learned, was written in the heavens; a person couldn’t take what the universe didn’t wish to give.”
― Jennifer Haigh, Mrs. Kimble

“His words stayed with her for years. Each night as she lay waiting for sleep, she tried to re-create the evening in her mind — the tone of his voice, his hand on her shoulder. Soon the memory was worn as an old photograph, the edges fuzzy from frequent handling; she worried that she’d gotten the words wrong, forgotten some nuance of his face or voice. Finally she wondered if she’d made the whole thing up.”
― Jennifer Haigh, Mrs. Kimble

“Her skin was as pale as milk. She must live on vanilla ice cream, Dinah thought; rounds of Camembert, crème anglaise.”
― Jennifer Haigh, Mrs. Kimble

“When they touched it was like touching her own body. From childhood they had been the same height; their arms and legs and hands were still perfectly congruent. Only the centers of them were different, aching, fascinated, every part of them heated to the same temperature as the sun warmed pond.”
― Jennifer Haigh, Mrs. Kimble