The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets Quotes

“Men, I thought, were more trouble than they were worth. Really, one should stick to books where one sees the hero coming a mile off.”
― Eva Rice, The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets

“Like all intelligent people, she functions very well in extreme disorder.”
― Eva Rice, The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets

“Mama was amazing like that; I spent most of my teenage years assuming that she knew nothing about me, and all of my twenties realizing that she knew everything.”
― Eva Rice, The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets

“There's never any warning that something extraordinary is about to happen, is there?”
― Eva Rice, The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets

“If I could take people out of their heads for a little while, if I could give them a dose of fantasy, that was all that mattered. You can't put a price on escape.”
― Eva Rice, The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets

“Would it ever, ever leave? I had become used to the ache now; it was with me all the time, and never seemed to lessen. Time was no healer, I decided, but it was a great accommodator.”
― Eva Rice, The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets

“As he started 'Whisky and Gin' and the cheering and the shrieking filled my senses, I thought of Mama, shattered by the war and Papa's death and I wished with all my heart that she could understand how it felt to be us that night - how it felt to be eighteen and unbeaten, eighteen and alive.”
― Eva Rice, The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets

“I didn't hear you come in. I was away with the ghosts of my beautiful youth.”
― Eva Rice, The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets

“The odd thing about Mama was that she liked to think of herself as a doomy sort of person, but there was a natural optimism in her that refused to be defeated, however hard she squashed it down, and I know that she never lost faith completely.”
― Eva Rice, The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets

“Happiness can be frightening when one is not accustomed to the sensation.”
― Eva Rice, The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets

“Goodness me, Charlotte," she went on, much her old self again, "who on earth ever fell in love with anyone who looked handsome? What a ghastly bore handsome is.”
― Eva Rice, The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets

“Make the most of this, I thought. I was aware, for the first time in a long time, that I was alive.”
― Eva Rice, The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets

“The garden looks wonderful, Mama," I would always say when we arrived back at the house.
"It's chaos, darling."
"I like chaos.”
― Eva Rice, The Lost Art of Keeping Secrets