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By Anonym 16 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

It's a real lightning bolt, this Science of Phrenology. I've found out more in the last three days than I knew in my whole life before. Mrs. Guilbert has always been a nasty one, but now I know that she can't help it—she's got a big pit in her Benevolence spot. She fell in the quarry when she was a girl, and my guess is she cracked her Benevolence and was never the same since.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Los libreros de verdad, incorregibles, como Sophie y yo, no saben mentir. La cara siempre nos delata. Una ceja levantada o una mueca revelan que el libro no merece la pena, y entonces los clientes inteligentes piden que les recomendemos otra cosa, con lo cual los llevamos a la fuerza hasta un volumen en concreto y les ordenamos que lo lean. Si lo leen y les desagrada, nunca volverán. Pero si les gusta, serán clientes para toda la vida.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Visitors offering their condolences, thinking to comfort me, said "Life goes on." What nonsense, I thought, of course it doesn't. It's death that goes on; Ian is dead now and will be dead tomorrow and next year and forever. There's no end to that. But perhaps there will be an end to the sorrow of it.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

I don't want to be married just to be married.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Men are more interesting in books than they are in real life.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

I have gone to [this bookshop] for years, always finding the one book I wanted - and then three more I hadn’t known I wanted.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Humour is the best way to make the unbearable bearable.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Reading good books ruins you for enjoying bad books.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

That's what I love about reading: one tiny thing will interest you in a book, and that tiny thing will lead you to another book, and another bit there will lead you onto a third book. It's geometrically progressive - all with no end in sight, and for no other reason than sheer enjoyment.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Because there is nothing I would rather do than rummage through bookshops, I went at once to Hastings & Sons Bookshop upon receiving your letter. I have gone to them for years, always finding the one book I wanted - and then three more I hadn't known I wanted.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

If there is Predestination, then God is the devil. by Remy, Ravensbruck concentration camp survivor

By Anonym 18 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Reading good books ruins you for enjoying bad books. - Isola Pribby, The Gurnsey Literary, and Potato Peel Pie Society pg. 53

By Anonym 15 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

This obsession with dignity can ruin your life if you let it.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

It was so kind of you to write to me about your experiences during the Occupation. At the war's end, I, too, promised myself that I had done with talking about it. I had talked and lived war for six years, and I was longing to pay attention to something - anything - else. But that is like wishing I were someone else. The war is now the story of our lives, and there's no subtracting it.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

I am in a constant state of surprise these days. Actually, now that I calculate, I've been betrothed only one full day, but it seems like my whole life has come into being in the last twenty-four hours. Think of it! We could have gone on longing for one another and pretending not to notice forever. This obsession with dignity can ruin your life if you let it

By Anonym 14 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

one year as his wife, and id have become one of those abject, quaking women who look at their husbands when someone asks them a question. I've always despised that type, but I see how it happens now

By Anonym 16 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

I suppose I do have a suitor, but I'm not really used to him yet. He's terribly charming and he plies me with delicious meals, but I sometimes think I prefer suitors in books rather than right in front of me.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

I kept trying to explain and he kept shouting until I began to cry from frustration. Then he felt remorseful, which was so unlike him and endearing that I almost changed my mind and said yes. But then I imagined a lifetime of having to cry to get him to be kind, and I went back to no again.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

What on earth did you say to Isola? She stopped in on her way to pick up Pride and Prejudice and to berate me for never telling her about Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy. Why hadn't she known there were better love stories around? Stories not riddled with ill-adjusted men, anguish, death and graveyards!

By Anonym 15 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Women like poetry. A soft word in their ears and they melt - a grease spot on the grass.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

I am to cover the philosophical side of the debate and so far my only thought is that reading keeps you from going gaga.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

She is one of those ladies who is more beautiful at sixty than she could possibly have been at twenty. (how I hope someone says that about me someday)!

By Anonym 19 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Thousands of those men and boys died here, and I have recently learned that their inhuman treatment was the intended policy of Himmler. He called his plan Death by Exhaustion, and he implemented it. Work them hard, don't waste valuable foodstuffs on them, and let them die. They could, and would, always be replaced by new slave workers from Europe's Occupied countries.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Yesterday, Amelia and Kit came over for supper, and we took a blanket down to the beach afterward to watch the moon rise. Kit loves to do that, but she always falls asleep before it is fully rise, and I carry her home to Amelia's house. She is certain she'll be able to stay awake all night as soon as she's five.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Isn't that something-to know your own soul by hearsay, instead of its own tidings? Why should I let a preacher tell me if I had one or not? If I could believe I hada soul, all by myself, then I could listen to its tidings all by myself.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Miss X has always been a ditherer -- she was a ten month baby and has not improved in any material way since then.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

They came here on Sunday, 30th June, 1940, after bombing us two days before. They said they hadn't meant to bomb us; they mistook our tomato lorries on the pier for army trucks. How they came to think that strains the mind. They bombed us, killing some thirty men, women, and children - one among them was my cousin's boy. He had sheltered underneath his lorry when he first saw the planes dropping bombs, and it exploded and caught fire. They killed men in their lifeboats at sea. They strafed the Red Cross ambulances carrying our wounded. When no one shot back at them, they saw the British had left us undefended. They just flew in peaceably two days later and occupied us for five years.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

I wish I’d known those words on the day I watched those German troops land, plane-load after plane-load of them—and come off ships down in the harbor! All I could think of was damn them, damn them, over and over. If I could have thought the words "the bright day is done and we are for the dark," I’d have been consoled somehow and ready to go out and contend with circumstance—instead of my heart sinking to my shoes.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Naturally curly hair is a curse, and don't ever let anyone tell you different.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Friends, show me a man who hates himself, and I'll show you a man who hates his neighbours more! He'd have to – you wouldn't grant anyone else something you can't have for yourself – no love, no kindness, no respect!

By Anonym 15 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

When I got up this morning the sea was full of sun pennies - and now it all seems to be covered in lemon scrim. Writers ought to live far inland or next to the city dump, if they are ever to get any work one. Or perhaps they need to be stronger-minded than I am.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

The first rule of snooping is to come at it sideways.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

I much prefer whining to counting my blessings.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

She gathered a circle of children around her and commenced singing 'For Those Who Peril on the Sea' over their little heads. But no, 'safety from storms' wasn't enough for her. God had to keep them from being blown up too. She set about ordering the poor things to pray for their parents every night- who knew what the German soldiers might do to them? Then she said to be especially good little boys and girls so Mama and Daddy could look down on them from heaven and BE PROUD OF THEM...she had those children crying and sobbing fit to die. I was too shocked to move, but no, not Elizabeth. No, quick as an adder's tongue, she had ahold of Adelaide's arm and told her to SHUT UP. 'Let me go!' Adelaide cried. 'I am speaking the Word of God!' Elizabeth, she got a look on her that would turn the devil to stone, and then she slapped Adelaide right across the face!

By Anonym 14 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

My worries travel around in my head on their well worn path

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

But you want to know about the influence of books on my life, and as I've said, there was only one. Seneca. . .Maybe that sounds dull, but the letters aren't - they're witty. I think you learn more if you're laughing at the same time.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

The crematorium could not burn the bodies fast enough - so after we dug long trenches, we pulled and dragged the bodies to the edges and threw them in. You'll not believe it, but the SS forced the prisoners' band to play music as we lugged the corpses - and for that, I hope they burn in hell with polkas blaring.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

In a good mood I call my hair Chestnut with Gold Glints. In a bad mood, I call it mousy brown

By Anonym 15 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Your questions regarding that gentleman are very delicate, very subtle, very much like being smacked in the head with a mallet...it's a tuba among the flutes.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Perhaps there is some secret sort of homing instinct in books that brings them to their perfect readers. How delightful if that were true.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Have you ever noticed that when your mind is awakened or drawn to someone new, that person's name suddenly pops up everywhere you go? My friend Sophie calls it coincidence, and Mr. Simpless, my parson friend, calls it Grace. He thinks that if one cares deeply about someone or something new one throws a kind of energy out into the world, and "fruitfulness" is drawn in.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

We are transformed--magically--into the literary society each time we pass a book along, each time we ask a question about it, each time we say, 'If you liked that, I bet you'd like this.' Whenever we are willing to be delighted and share our delight, as Mary Ann [Shaffer] did, we are part of the ongoing story of The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. ~Annie Barrows (niece of Mary Ann Shaffer, afterword The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society)

By Anonym 15 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

‎What a blight that woman is. Do you happen to know why? I lean toward a malignant fairy at her christening.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Isola doesn't approve of small talk and believes in breaking the ice by stomping on it.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

The German officers said any soldier caught stealing food from our gardens would be shot. One poor soldier was caught stealing a potato. He was chased by his own people and climbed up a tree to hide. But they found him and shot him down out of the tree. Still, that did not stop them from stealing food. I am not pointing a finger at those practices, because some of us were doing the same. I figure hunger makes you desperate when you wake to it every morning.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

Now that I think about it, maybe he is a werewolf. I can picture him lunging over the moors in hot pursuit of his prey, and I'm certain that he wouldn't think twice about eating an innocent bystander. I'll watch him closely at the next full moon. He's asked me to go dancing tomorrow--perhaps I should wear a high collar. Oh, that's vampires, isn't it? I think I am a little giddy. (After meeting Mr. Markham V. Reynolds, Jr.)

By Anonym 14 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

I think you learn more if you're laughing at the same time.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

All my life I thought that the story was over when the hero and heroine were safely engaged -- after all, what's good enough for Jane Austen ought to be good enough for anyone. But it's a lie. The story is about to begin, and every day will be a new piece of the plot.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

The old adage--humor is the best way to make the unbearable bearable--may be true.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Mary Ann Shaffer

But you want to know about the influence of books on my life, and as I’ve said, there was only one. Seneca. Do you know who he was? He was a Roman philosopher who wrote letters to imaginary friends telling them how to behave for the rest of their lives.. Maybe that sounds dull, but the letters aren’t – they’re witty. I think you learn more if you’re laughing at the same time.