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The Dressmaker Quotes

The Dressmaker by Rosalie Ham

The Dressmaker Quotes
"The locals were subdued and the men asleep, for there was a chance of victory the next day on the football field."
"Fog tiptoed around them, gathering around gateposts and walls, standing like gossamer marquees between trees."
"A slim young woman stepped lightly into the fog. Her hair was lush about her shoulders, and she wore a beret and an unusually cut overcoat."
"‘Oh my pretty hat,’ said Sergeant Farrat, and shot from his car."
"They stood and stared at each other, the white air swirling around them."
"‘We’ll take the long way home,’ he said. The knot in the pit of Tilly’s stomach hardened."
"‘You’ve come from Melbourne have you?’ ‘Yes,’ she answered flatly."
"‘My name is Tilly,’ she said. ‘Everyone will know soon enough.’"
"‘You’ve a lovely sewing machine, Tilly,’ he said."
"‘I’m a seamstress and dressmaker, Sergeant Farrat.’"
"Molly Dunnage, mad woman and crone, said to her daughter, ‘You’ve come about the dog have you? You can’t have him. We want to keep him.’"
"‘This is what they’ve done to you,’ said Tilly."
"‘Did you enjoy that?’ Her mother replied formally, ‘Yes thank you, we always do,’ and smiled graciously to the others attending the banquet, before vomiting over the strange woman she thought was feeding her poison."
"‘Anyway,’ she snapped, ‘everyone knows red jelly stays harder longer,’ and she cackled at Tilly with green gums and lunatic eyes."
"‘The idea … a great calico bag of water, not a chance of unloading her to anyone. Least of all William Beaumont …’"
"‘Something’s burning my back,’ said Molly. ‘You should be used to it by now,’ said Tilly."
"‘Does anyone know you’re coming, Myrtle?’ asked the sergeant. ‘My name is Tilly,’ she said."
"She could hear her bones scraping inside her body but they no longer hurt and the aching had stopped."
"Irma looked at her husband, sitting with his face bowed close to the table, his features all hanging like teats on a breeding bitch."
"‘It wasn’t my fault,’ she whispered, but moved to step back anyway."
"‘You’ve been drinking.’ ‘I’m a man, now, mother and it’s Saturday night – at least it was.’"
"‘I did what you said, I said it wasn’t for Mad Molly.’"
"‘I don’t want to go,’ said Tilly and took the plates to the sink."
"‘That was delicious,’ Tilly said coolly."
"‘My, what a pretty umbrella,’ said Gertrude."
"‘I’ll have to get used to them,’ she said and closed the door behind her."
"‘It’s amazing what a little bit of nourishment will do,’ she said."
"‘We could go home if you like,’ he said and shrugged."
"‘I’d love to come,’ said Molly then burped."
"‘That’s right, stay here and torture me, get under my feet, make sure I don’t go for help. It’s my house you know.’"
"Sometimes I forget about it and just when I’m … it’s guilt, and the evil inside me – I carry it around with me, in me, all the time. It’s like a black thing – a weight … it makes itself invisible then creeps back when I feel safest … that boy is dead. And there’s more."
"I realised I still had something here. I thought I could live back here, I thought that here I could do no more harm and so I would do good."
"They took you away in a police car and that’s all I knew."
I lost a baby too," said Molly, "I lost my little girl.
"We could have been stuck with him as well! I’ve never told you who –"
"My you’re big Ger, I mean Trudy. When exactly are you due?"
I’m not very good at a lot of things, Mona," he replied quietly, "but we’ll do the best we can together, shall we?
I was working in Paris," she said haltingly, "I had my own shop and lots of clients and friends, a boyfriend, my partner – his name was Ormond, he was English. We had a baby, my baby, a boy we called Pablo, just because we liked the name.
It’s horrible," said William. "I didn’t know it would be like this. She smells like stale milk and there’s pink, crusty secretions all over the bed, the baby’s all floppy and gooey, I feel so … alone. I wanted a boy.
"Some people have more pain than they deserve, some don’t."
"Pain will no longer be our curse, Molly, it will be our revenge and our reason."
"Didn’t trip on a rug so it must have been a stroke."
"She’ll be in a coma soon, be dead by morning."
"Double, double, toil and trouble; Fire burn and cauldron bubble."
"The night is long that never finds the day."
"She stood quickly and raised her hands, lunging at him."
"I’ve got one Til, howbout 'When I grow too old to dream'."
"I don’t care, I’m beyond caring what those people think or say anymore."