“Conform, go crazy, or become an artist.”
―
Nancy Springer
“Confound my genteel upbringing! I could not think of any name foul enough to call him.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Left-Handed Lady
“I hope that the kind reader recognises this as a despairing attempt at humour.” ― Nancy Springer
“"One cannot be a mother without first being a person; family, husband, and children should not be allowed, as is so often the case, to steal a woman’s selfhood and her dreams." Mother to Sherlock, Mycroft, and Enola Holmes by author Nancy Springer” ― Vannessagrace
“Yet one could speak truth and still be a villain” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Left-Handed Lady
“All the words I had prepared turned coward and fled my mind like conscripts deserting a battlefield.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Cryptic Crinoline
“To her, everything is beautiful in its own way, and everyone is a friend just waiting for her. And somehow it works for her.” ― Nancy Springer, My Sister's Stalker
“what's life without a spice of stupidity” ― Nancy Springer
“He would expect me to flee from him. Therefore, I would not. I would flee towards him.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Missing Marquess
“And I ought to stop dreaming about it and start doing it. Right now.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Missing Marquess
“Writing fiction has always, for me, been an alchemy of turning pain into poetry, ugliness into beauty. It has been a kind of redemption.” ― Nancy Springer, The Oddling Prince
“He was just a sixteen-year old boy who had been killed, a kid whose photo had been in the paper, a kid who would mostly be forgotten by the time the newspaper went into the garbage-yet he was the universe, all the dying, all the crying. He was everyone who had ever died young.” ― Nancy Springer, Sky Rider
“Three mysteries are grasped by no man: The mistletoe green between earth and sky, The sadness in a maiden’s smile, The runes shaped by the changing moon.” ― Nancy Springer, I Am Morgan le Fay
“The only way for me to be safe and free was to be - be what my name decreed me. Enola. Alone.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Left-Handed Lady
“in the secret code of flowers, a rose of any sort signifies love.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Missing Marquess
“If any decent woman's calling consisted of taking her proper place in society (husband and house, plus voice lessons and a piano in the drawing-room), then this particular woman-to-be prefers to remain indecent.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Left-Handed Lady
“the greatest harm I could possibly suffer would be to lose my liberty, to be forced into a conventional life of domestic duties and matrimony.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Left-Handed Lady
“To be a man, apparently, was to lack the ability to be a woman” ― Nancy Springer
“Stop it,' he whispered. Hid lidded eyes winced. His hands faltered up to cover his face.Dusty did not stop. 'If I'd known you-if I'd known you when you were alive, I think I would have loved you, too.'Dusty, please stop.' He could barely speak. I think I do love you.' Her voice had dropped to a whisper, because it was a truth like a silver sword. 'I think I do. I cry, too.” ― Nancy Springer, Sky Rider
“Confound my genteel upbringing! I could not think of any name foul enough to call him.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Left-Handed Lady
“I hope that the kind reader recognises this as a despairing attempt at humour.” ― Nancy Springer
“"One cannot be a mother without first being a person; family, husband, and children should not be allowed, as is so often the case, to steal a woman’s selfhood and her dreams." Mother to Sherlock, Mycroft, and Enola Holmes by author Nancy Springer” ― Vannessagrace
“Yet one could speak truth and still be a villain” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Left-Handed Lady
“All the words I had prepared turned coward and fled my mind like conscripts deserting a battlefield.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Cryptic Crinoline
“To her, everything is beautiful in its own way, and everyone is a friend just waiting for her. And somehow it works for her.” ― Nancy Springer, My Sister's Stalker
“what's life without a spice of stupidity” ― Nancy Springer
“He would expect me to flee from him. Therefore, I would not. I would flee towards him.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Missing Marquess
“And I ought to stop dreaming about it and start doing it. Right now.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Missing Marquess
“Writing fiction has always, for me, been an alchemy of turning pain into poetry, ugliness into beauty. It has been a kind of redemption.” ― Nancy Springer, The Oddling Prince
“He was just a sixteen-year old boy who had been killed, a kid whose photo had been in the paper, a kid who would mostly be forgotten by the time the newspaper went into the garbage-yet he was the universe, all the dying, all the crying. He was everyone who had ever died young.” ― Nancy Springer, Sky Rider
“Three mysteries are grasped by no man: The mistletoe green between earth and sky, The sadness in a maiden’s smile, The runes shaped by the changing moon.” ― Nancy Springer, I Am Morgan le Fay
“The only way for me to be safe and free was to be - be what my name decreed me. Enola. Alone.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Left-Handed Lady
“in the secret code of flowers, a rose of any sort signifies love.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Missing Marquess
“If any decent woman's calling consisted of taking her proper place in society (husband and house, plus voice lessons and a piano in the drawing-room), then this particular woman-to-be prefers to remain indecent.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Left-Handed Lady
“the greatest harm I could possibly suffer would be to lose my liberty, to be forced into a conventional life of domestic duties and matrimony.” ― Nancy Springer, The Case of the Left-Handed Lady
“To be a man, apparently, was to lack the ability to be a woman” ― Nancy Springer
“Stop it,' he whispered. Hid lidded eyes winced. His hands faltered up to cover his face.Dusty did not stop. 'If I'd known you-if I'd known you when you were alive, I think I would have loved you, too.'Dusty, please stop.' He could barely speak. I think I do love you.' Her voice had dropped to a whisper, because it was a truth like a silver sword. 'I think I do. I cry, too.” ― Nancy Springer, Sky Rider
