Quotes by : Suzy Davies

There were women who navigated in canoes, holding their children, the beguiling wind blowing soft sleet....

Reading an author's Biography contributes to an understanding and enjoyment of their work, and gives....

Whose ideas breathe through me? Am I a thief? Do I dream my own dreams?

On his departure, he glanced swiftly back as he passed the furtive gaze of the gloved footmen.He was....

The piper never knew we were watchers.....Sounds echoed - sounds of a Scottish love song. They echoed....

I was climbing high, high up Pen Dinas Head among the sparkling yellow gorse, sea birds and white heather,....

His lone withdrawing figure blended anonymously with the darkness, Dr Raven's quick, light steps becoming....

It was back home that The Northern Lights cast these wondrous rainbows in the snow, and where Snugs used....

I was an unwilling passenger leaving the Big Country. I would miss the mountains and the waterfalls,the....

The landscape is bathed in the honeyed light of morning. Sometimes the memory of winter comes again.....