Why were there so many barriers between us, always? Barriers of clothing, of etiquette, of time and age and reason.
I certainly incorporate facts into my fiction. I take the basic facts from the life of my subject and I pick and choose what to use to construct a re… - Melanie Benjamin
I certainly incorporate facts into my fiction. I take the basic facts from the life of my subject and I pick and choose what to use to construct a re…
- Melanie Benjamin
What very mysterious things days were. Sometimes they fly by, and other times they seem to last forever, yet they are all exactly twenty-four hours. … - Melanie Benjamin
What very mysterious things days were. Sometimes they fly by, and other times they seem to last forever, yet they are all exactly twenty-four hours. …
Most readers of historical fiction are content to just get caught up in a good story, and that is what I want to do as an author. I am not concerned … - Melanie Benjamin
Most readers of historical fiction are content to just get caught up in a good story, and that is what I want to do as an author. I am not concerned …
I see things beyond what other people see. I am always looking for hidden corners and closets of a life that I feel aren't explored either by the per… - Melanie Benjamin
I see things beyond what other people see. I am always looking for hidden corners and closets of a life that I feel aren't explored either by the per…
My head grew muddled with it all; the silly ways adults acted with one another, never saying what they meant, trusting in sighs and glances and dista… - Melanie Benjamin
My head grew muddled with it all; the silly ways adults acted with one another, never saying what they meant, trusting in sighs and glances and dista…
Why, then, did I always feel as if his happiness was my responsibility? It wasn't fair for him to burden me with that. It had never been fair. - Melanie Benjamin
Why, then, did I always feel as if his happiness was my responsibility? It wasn't fair for him to burden me with that. It had never been fair.
But oh my dear, I am tired of being Alice in Wonderland. Does it sound ungrateful? It is. Only I do get tired. - Melanie Benjamin
But oh my dear, I am tired of being Alice in Wonderland. Does it sound ungrateful? It is. Only I do get tired.
I suppose at some point, we all have to decide which memories - real or otherwise - to hold on to, and which ones to let go. - Melanie Benjamin
I suppose at some point, we all have to decide which memories - real or otherwise - to hold on to, and which ones to let go.
I like to imagine the "what ifs" of history. - Melanie Benjamin
I like to imagine the "what ifs" of history.
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