Quotes by : Sonya Hartnett

My life was pouring out my feet and seeping through cracks in the floor; yet still I knelt and did not....

I fail to see how turning the subject over like compost can do anything except raise its stink.

Yeah, reflections! The same, but different. Like twins - like blood brothers! And when you need something....

The quest for power is strange in that, once the quest has begun, the destination always seems to shift....

I am dying: it's a beautiful word. Like the long slow sigh of a cello: dying. But the sound of it is....

You're just a coward, like all those who stand behind the suffering of others.

They thought back on the tales that the soldier had told. They remembered Hazel, the gentle Bethlehem....

I am dying: it's a beautiful word. Like the long slow sigh of the cello: dying. But the sound of it is....

Affection makes fools. Always, without exception, love digs a channel that's sooner or later flooded....

How does one craft happiness out of something as important, as complicated, as unrepeatable and as easily....