Of Sorrow and Such Quotes

“Memories change and shift, ferment in our minds; they are never the same when we take them out as they were when first we put them in.”
― Angela Slatter, Of Sorrow and Such

“Confess how you worship and obey Lucifer, the fallen one.”
"You fool. I worship none, and what woman with a brain in her head obeys anyone, let alone a failure?”
― Angela Slatter, Of Sorrow and Such

“Females are seldom remembered once they've gone beneath the earth; indeed, many go unremarked while they're still upon it.”
― Angela Slatter, Of Sorrow and Such

“I suspect it also gives her bitter amusement, beneath her sweet silly façade, to defy her husband so, a man who preaches fire and brimstone at adulterers and fornicators, drinkers and usurers, gamblers and gluttons, yet is determined to be the cause of his wife's demise.”
― Angela Slatter, Of Sorrow and Such

“We do not always love wisely.”
― Angela Slatter, Of Sorrow and Such

“I promise no miracles for I know all too well that Dame Fate has a penchant for making a liar of the best-intentioned individual.”
― Angela Slatter, Of Sorrow and Such

“If you help keep a person in the world, the good and ill they do is always partially yours.”
― Angela Slatter, Of Sorrow and Such

“And though all seems forgiven, it is not forgotten. It's there like a lump beneath the carpet, a scar below the skin, a body hidden under the earth.”
― Angela Slatter, Of Sorrow and Such

“The forest, Ina, is wide and dark; it's a cathedral in need of parishioners.”
― Angela Slatter, Of Sorrow and Such

“I've loved her so long, and she's loved me... but she's self-seeking, Patience, I know this. She takes what she desires and gives only what she doesn't want. So, so selfish. I would I could walk away from her.
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That she lives on the sight of her own reflection in the eyes of others. That her love seems like the sun but is really a shadow that creeps in and leaves no room for anything else.”
― Angela Slatter, Of Sorrow and Such

“I remember all too well that one cannot put an old head on young shoulders.”
― Angela Slatter, Of Sorrow and Such

“The old woman gives me an easy grateful smile and I think, more and more, that mothers do not like their sons any more than they like their husbands.”
― Angela Slatter, Of Sorrow and Such

“Las mujeres rara vez son recordadas una vez yacen bajo tierra; de hecho, muchas pasan desapercibidas cuando todavía la pisan.”
― Angela Slatter, Of Sorrow and Such