Quotes by : Eleanor Catton

Love cannot be reduced to a catalogue of reasons why, and a catalogue of reasons cannot be put together....

Suffering, he thought later, could rob a man of his empathy, could turn him selfish, could make him depreciate....

She is a loner, too bright for the slutty girls and too savage for the bright girls, haunting the edges....

I would make up silver lies studded with shards of perfect detail like mosaic splinters, sharp and everlasting,....

Tonight shall be the very beginning.''Was it?''It shall be. For me.''My beginning was the albatrosses.''That....

He and Anna lay facing each other, Staines lying on his left hip, and Anna, on her right, both of them....

The saxophone is the cocaine of the woodwind family, the sax teacher continues. Saxophonists are admired....

I wish to be able to call myself deserving of my lot,' Moody said carefully. 'Luck is by nature underserved.....

What was glimpsed in Aquarius—what was envisioned, believed in, prophesied, predicted, doubted, and....

What an unrequited love it is, this thirst! But is it love, when it is unrequited?