Voices in Summer Quotes

“The air smelled of box and mint and thyme and newly turned earth. Laura”
― Rosamunde Pilcher, Voices In Summer

“The past is another country.”
― Rosamunde Pilcher, Voices In Summer

“The difficult we can do at once, the impossible may take a little longer.”
― Rosamunde Pilcher, Voices In Summer

“She wanted them for herself, which is perhaps the best criterion of all when giving presents.”
― Rosamunde Pilcher, Voices In Summer

“Don’t be angry with him, she wanted to say. Don’t spoil it. Before you know where you are, he’ll be grown up and you’ll have lost him forever. Savour every fleeting moment of your child’s life, even if he does, from time to time, drive you out of your mind.”
― Rosamunde Pilcher, Voices In Summer

“Perhaps this unexpected telephone call, for whatever reason it had been made, was a sort of lifeline.”
― Rosamunde Pilcher, Voices In Summer

“the last few days, I’ve been thinking about you … had the feeling you were a bit under the weather. In fact, I’ve been meaning to ring you. Had this urge to have a word. Telling you about Gerald’s wedding was just a good excuse to pick up the telephone.”
― Rosamunde Pilcher, Voices In Summer

“A long time ago Alec had been conceived, born, brought up in that country; his roots lay deep in that rich red Devon soil. But over the years, diverted by his own success, his own ambitions, and the demands of family life, he had almost totally lost touch.”
― Rosamunde Pilcher, Voices In Summer

“On time the great jet thundered down the runway, lights flashing through the gloom. He watched it lift off, but seconds later it was lost to sight, swallowed into the clouds. He stayed until the sound of the engines died into the darkness. Only then did he turn away, making the long walk across the polished floor towards the head of the escalator. There were people everywhere, but he did not see them, and no head turned to watch him go. For the first time in his life he knew how it felt to be a nonentity, a failure.”
― Rosamunde Pilcher, Voices In Summer