Garden of Lies Quotes

“Something dies, but it’s never really all gone. In our hearts, there’s always a little piece left. And it can bloom again.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“Max had never been pure and shining, enthroned on an altar in her heart, an icon. No, he was something that was lived in. Like a house full of nicks and jumble and worn chair arms, and more wonderful than any immaculate palace.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“why is it that the things that matter most, we get so close, we don’t see them?”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“What else should she have expected? That he’d be here, waiting with open arms for her forever? No. She had hurt him. And he had done what any sane person would do. And now it was too late.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“killing a buffalo, then cutting open its belly and crawling inside until the storm had passed. And that’s what she’d done with Max, wasn’t it? She’d used him to stay warm.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“She had come to the end with Brian, and there was only bittersweet nostalgia.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“They loved who they’d each been, and who they might have been … not who they were now.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“I guess I’d rather remember the good things than throw them all out with the bad.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“It’s tough, Rose, being the only one responsible for another person’s happiness. No one should ever be the only one.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“you can love more than one person, each love with its own subtle shadings, one maybe stronger but not necessarily canceling out the other.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“I’m afraid, she thought. When there’s someone to cling to, I’ll cling. And I’ll grow weak again, like roses unable to stand free, once trained to a trellis.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“A woman growing stronger with age, rather than weaker. A woman who now had more than the faded remnants of youthful prettiness. A woman with a good head, who was finally learning how to use it.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“You may break, you may shatter the vase, if you will, But the scent of roses will hang round it still. Thomas Moore”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“Is loving someone enough? he wondered. Or is God like Stromboli, making us think we’re in control of our fate while turning us all into jackasses?”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“He would always love her, in one way. But was love ever that simple? One thing and not another? Defining how he felt about Rose would be like trying to cut a piece out of the sky.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“He had been far away from home, and something terrible had happened … and it was that something which had taken their lives and blown them apart. She understood too, now, after all these years, that Brian hadn’t meant to hurt her.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“A final truth of her own dawned in her, too: that she loved him, even now, and that she would go on loving him no matter what.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“There was nothing left to say. He was walking away, taking with him everything she had ever wanted.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“This …this shouldn’t have happened. I’m sorry.” “Sorry?” Weak laughter bubbled up in her. Sorry was for when you stepped on someone’s toe, or when you knocked over a lamp. Not for when you crushed someone’s entire world.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“gimcrack”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“Don’t let’s ask for the moon, we have the stars.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“how grateful we are when our world is falling apart for even the smallest reprieves. A gentle touch. A kind word. Forgiveness.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“Sylvie heard her mama’s voice in her head as if she were in the next chair. A real lady wears a cloth coat as if it were her best mink, and tosses her mink about as if it were cloth. If only she could be here now, see Sylvie’s own Russian sable hanging in the anteroom. Mama, with her one good black coat, relined again and again over the years.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“A real lady wears a cloth coat as if it were her best mink, and tosses her mink about as if it were cloth.”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“wedding”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“Besos desesperados que hablaban de finales, más que de comienzos”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“on the wall outside. And this friend of hers, this”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies

“jungle seemed to leap out at Brian in a Technicolor”
― Eileen Goudge, Garden of Lies