Mrs. March Quotes
"Don’t feel like you have to take me out—I feel nothing of the sort. I want to take you out. It would be my absolute pleasure."
"Celebration of a celebration! I love it. It sounds like us, doesn’t it?"
"Who were they? They used to laugh and fight and stay up late talking."
"I’m also going to order us some lovely wine."
"Better for George to make the decision for her."
"I was most comfortable as an observer, an awed witness."
"I could find it, fill it with flowers, maybe put it on a shelf."
"I’m dining alone tonight, so just prepare a light meal for me."
"The entire Northeast is grieving the loss of Sylvia Gibbler."
"It’s exhilarating. There’s something primal about it."
"The snow had turned into rain and the courtyard was noisy with it."
"So much of one evaporates through the years."
"It was horrible. This old lady had been living here forever."
"It was a waste of time. We didn’t even catch one lousy pheasant."
"I told them I don’t know anything about it and that I was in the area on a hunting trip."
"The more she thought about it, the more incapable she felt of doing it naturally."
"A sharp whining sound within the walls startled her."
"She didn’t know what she was looking for, exactly, but she’d know it when she found it."
"She recognized the notebook she’d been poking around in last time and opened it."
"The truth dawning on the men that they were slowly going crazy, and there was nothing they could do to keep it at bay."
"The sound of the waves was constant and inescapable, deep and rough like breathing."
"The air carried a scent of metal and damp wood."
"She had first seen the man looking at her on the hotel deck."
"He leaned into her, his eyes like the green parchment of cats’ eyes. 'Don’t,' she said."
"The door swung open with a satisfying creak, her reflection on the glossy veneer swinging along with it."
"She watched her husband’s fingers stroke the edges of the cavity."
"Their eyes were different, though, and she was relieved—for if they were indeed windows to the soul, it stood to reason that their souls must be quite different."
"Sometimes she thought she saw spiders rustling inside the teabags."
"She had been about thirteen. She didn’t remember much about herself at that age, except for her legs."
"She tried to remember whether it had been open before."
"She brought her hands to her face. 'It...it was here just seconds ago.'"
"She sneaked into the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea."
"She strolled through the aisles, milk carton in hand."
"He leaned over and blew into her face, making her bangs flutter again. 'Don’t,' she said, laughing."
"The silverfish raised its tiny head, as if to look at Mrs. March."
"It's a funny concept, guilt. The first emotion Mrs. March could ever remember feeling."
"She wanted to punish him, to make him feel guilty for leaving her behind."
"She was proud to admit she had banished these from her mind more or less immediately."
"She resolved, then, that it would be prudent to walk whenever possible."
"I help you, but you have to protect yourself. Separate yourself from what is hurting you."
"He didn’t consider her worthy of murdering, of possessing in such a fervent, urgent way."
"Her pupils dilated in the mirror. 'It's me you want, George March,' she whispered."
"She had left it unbuttoned in a bout of optimism; that morning had felt fresh, ripening."
"It was like living a scene she had experienced before, but from the other point of view."
"You think you know, but you don’t know anything."
"I’m going to ask Zelda to get you an appointment with her dentist. He’s the best."
"But that’s not possible. You have to give us two weeks’ notice."
"Oh damn it, honey, you weren’t supposed to see this."
"You are not going to end me," she spat, her jaw jutting forward, her lower teeth bared.
"I know you killed that girl, George!" she growled, shaking a finger in his face.
"What have you done, she asked herself. Agatha March, what have you done?"