14 Quotes by Joan G. Robinson

Soon the cottage was filled with the familiar, homely smell of frying onions. It escaped from the stove, crept through the kitchen, sniffed along the bottom of the closed front room door and wound its way stealthily up the crooked staircase, even under the door of Anna's bedroom. But even this, the most delicious, hungry-making smell in the world, was unable to rouse her.

If you don’t look interested nobody’ll know you are.

Yesterday’s gone, so has the day before. Don’t let’s waste today arguing about it.

Yes! Oh, yes! Of course I forgive you! And I love you, Marnie. I shall never forget you, ever!

Marnie moved nearer and touched her hair. “Dear Anna, I love you more than any girl I’ve ever known.

You remember I said last night that you were my secret?” Anna nodded. “I knew just what you meant. You’re mine.

She felt free now. Free and empty. No need to talk to anyone, or be polite, or bother about anything.

When you grow as old as I am you can’t any longer say this was someone’s fault, and that was someone else’s. It isn’t so clear when you take a long view. Blame seems to lie everywhere. Or nowhere. Who can say where unhappiness begins?

It was one of those still, grey, pearly days, with no wind, when sky and water seemed to merge into one, and everything was soft and sad and dreamy.