Search the Dark Quotes

“But what kind of love? It had so many faces, so many names. Jealousy wove a thread around it, and envy, and fear. People died for love–and killed for it. And yet in itself it was indefinable, it wore whatever passions people brought to it, like a mountebank, with no reality of its own.”
― Charles Todd, Search the Dark

“trying to make her give him what he believed was his, his flesh and blood? But the ground here was silent. And Rutledge,”
― Charles Todd, Search The Dark

“deserved compassion, and help. Rutledge would see to it. Hamish said, “You could na’ let Mowbray hang for murder. He never touched a soul. She’ll fare well enough. You must na’ fret.” It wasn’t clear whether he was speaking of Aurore or Joanna Daulton. Rutledge said, “No.” But he knew he would remember Aurore’s face and her stillness, and the French way she had of shrugging, whenever he thought of Jean. They were inextricably linked, because he and Simon were linked. He could still see the pistol beside the chair, he could smell the powder and the blood. There but for the grace of God go I … . But Hamish said into the roar of the engine and the sound of the wind whispering through the open car, “Not now. Not yet.”
― Charles Todd, Search The Dark

“Guilt was—it was the agony of spirit that made every day bleak. The fear that you might not live up to the cost of your survival—that you might not, somehow, justify the whim of fate that let Death miss you and take so many around you.”
― Charles Todd, Search The Dark