At the Water's Edge Quotes

“The monster—if there was one—never revealed itself to me again. But what I had learned over the past year was that monsters abound, usually in plain sight.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“Life. There it was. In all its beautiful, tragic fragility, there was still life, and those of us who’d been lucky enough to survive opened our arms wide and embraced it.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“It seems there’s nothing so good or pure it can’t be taken without a moment’s notice. And then in the end, it all gets taken anyway.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“I paused beneath the arched entrance, where the drawbridge had once been, imagining all the people who had passed in and out over the centuries, every one of them carrying a combination of desire, hope, jealousy, despair, grief, love, and every other human emotion; a combination that made each one as unique as a snowflake, yet linked all of them inextricably to every other human being from the dawn of time to the end of it.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“I stared at him for a long time. If he wanted to end his search for the beast, he need look no further than a mirror.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“Always carry a large flagon of whiskey in case of snakebite, and further, always carry a small snake.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“In all its beautiful, tragic fragility, there was still life.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“Ellis had slept through the entire thing. That, or he was dead, but I saw no reason to check. If he was dead, he’d still be dead in the morning.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“One Crow for sorrow, Two Crows for mirth, Three Crows for a wedding, Four Crows for a birth, Five Crows for silver, Six Crows for gold, Seven for a secret, never to be told.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“comparison. His eyes were hazel, and his arms ended in white bandages just below the elbows.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“She had been warned away from it her entire life, for its depth came quickly, its coldness was fierce, and the Kelpie lay in wait.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“home, she sulked with extravagance, and I learned early that silence was anything but peaceful. She was always upset about some slight, real or imagined, and more than capable of creating a full-blown crisis out of thin air.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“His mother was exacting revenge because he’d dared to marry me, and his father—well, we weren’t exactly sure. Either”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“It seems there's nothing so good or pure it cant be taken without a moment's notice. And then in the end, it all gets taken anyway.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“Anna’s parents were staunch Wee Frees, and she wasn’t even allowed to wear face powder, never mind attend a dance. Music itself was not allowed, except on Sundays, and then it had to be for the sake of worship only, and sung unadorned. The senior McKenzies were so strict they confined their cockerel under a bushel basket on the Sabbath so he wouldn’t get up to anything untoward with the hens.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“I want to knit socks for the soldiers."
"It's not as easy as that," she said, looking at me strangely. "It's difficult to turn a good heel. There are competitions over it.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“I stepped forward, as Màiri once had, until my feet were at the water’s edge. I took another step, just a little one, so that the soles of my shoes were submerged. I watched the water swirl around them, then looked up at the loch itself, black and rolling, endlessly deep.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“Beneath it was a photograph of Hank alone, standing shirtless on the deck of a sailboat with his hands on his hips.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“I sat in silence, absorbing this. They’d wagered that Mr. Ross wouldn’t throw me out if I was on my own, and no thanks to them, they were right. I wasn’t just their plaything, their pretty, fake wife. I was their unwitting pawn, theirs to strategically play.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“She blamed the lack of real flowers on both weather and the war, and instead put four or five pieces of coal in glass bowls, added water, salt, and ammonia, before finally pouring a mixture of violet and blue ink over them. It was a complete mystery to me how this alchemy would result in anything resembling flowers, but they were “blooming” within the hour.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“She’s not your friend. She’s a barmaid.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“I did not take enough care with my hair, but a permanent wave would fix that. I was not thin enough, but for that, alas, there was no quick fix. I should never put more than the equivalent of three peas on my fork at a time, or one small disk of carrot. I should always leave two thirds of my meal on my plate, and was never to eat in public.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“stared at him for a long time. If he wanted to end his search for the beast, he need look no further than a mirror.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“It was full of luxurious trappings and shiny baubles, and that had blinded me to the fact that nothing about it was real.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“At home, she sulked with extravagance, and I learned early that silence was anything but peaceful. She was always upset about some slight, real or imagined, and more than capable of creating a full-blown crisis out of thin air.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“For the rest of the night, all I could think about was how many heads had lain on those pillows before my own.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“And you know what they say. Always carry a large flagon of whiskey in case of snakebite, and further, always carry a small snake.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“Violet was nothing if not sensible. She didn’t even approve when we pulled entirely harmless pranks, like hiding someone’s yacht in the wrong slip, or turning the racquet club’s pool water purple.”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge

“was”
― Sara Gruen, At the Water's Edge