Quotes by Rose Lerner

She was the kind of art that was so valuable it wasnt even for sale, and she smiled when she saw Ash. His pulse jumped.

You might forget, he said. You cant hold on to a person when theyre gone. You cant even hold on to people who are alive sometimes. I dont remember my mothers face. Not really. But I tell myself -- Im still here. So much of who I am and what I do comes from her, Im remembering her just by living. Every time I tilt my head or pick up a teacup the way she used to, thats a little bit of her still in the world.

Learning that he was a professional swindler should have made her shame a hundred times worse. Instead, it took the sting out of it. The whole affair was disgusting, and she was unwise to have trusted him, but she had been one of many victims. She wouldnt stand out in his mind as more foolish than other women. What a strange, vain thing the mind was.

She nodded without conviction, wishing she could be so carefree, and not the sort of person for whom an unanswered letter gnawed away at the back of her mind. Nobody liked a stick-in-the-mud...but they liked all the things sticks-in-the-mud did for them, didnt they? They liked not having to worry because someone else, someone who couldnt sleep when she had left a duty unperformed, would make sure that nothing too terrible happened.