Through Streets Broad and Narrow Quotes

“As you pass through life pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional. Anon”
― Gemma Jackson, Through Streets Broad and Narrow

“A library — a place full of books! Imagine!" Ivy couldn't imagine a place closer to heaven. Think of all the books you could read!”
― Gemma Jackson, Through Streets Broad and Narrow

“Ivy stood back, staring at the range, remembering. Then she became aware of the tears flowing freely down her face. Shaking her head in disgust at her own stupidity, she grabbed the water bucket. She had no time to wallow in memories. Those times were over and gone, best forgotten.”
― Gemma Jackson, Through Streets Broad and Narrow

“Was all she needed to be accepted a suit of fashionable clothes? Was that all it took? It didn’t matter who or what she was. It didn’t matter what kind of human being she was. A suit fashioned from a dead woman’s bed-sheets was all she needed to be accepted in polite society.”
― Gemma Jackson, Through Streets Broad and Narrow

“was going to make a place for himself and the devil take the hindmost”
― Gemma Jackson, Through Streets Broad and Narrow

“Ivy longed to collapse on the floor and scream like a banshee.”
― Gemma Jackson, Through Streets Broad and Narrow

“you pass through life pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional. Anon”
― Gemma Jackson, Through Streets Broad and Narrow

“That was Ivy – give her a problem and she came out fighting.”
― Gemma Jackson, Through Streets Broad and Narrow

“was amazing what you could find out from someone most people ignored.”
― Gemma Jackson, Through Streets Broad and Narrow

“Like an animal seeking its cave, she just wanted to get home and lock the door behind her. She put one foot in front of the other, heading in the direction of home. She wanted to curl up in a ball and die, but she’d do it in the privacy of her own home. She was all alone now. Everyone she loved had left her, gone away.”
― Gemma Jackson, Through Streets Broad and Narrow

“I’m going to call me girls.” Sadie stood in the open doorway and yelled. “Clare, Dora, I want yiz!” The cry went up, repeated over and over again as the children playing in the street outside passed the message along. Sadie waited, sure the message would eventually reach her two girls, where ever they were playing. It was an efficient message system used by every mother around the place.”
― Gemma Jackson, Through Streets Broad and Narrow