Best 12 quotes of Ru Freeman on MyQuotes

Diatonic, he heard the word in his head. Chromatic, pentatonic, hexatonic, heptatonic, octatonic, each iteration of the scale opening innumerable possibilities for harmony. He thought about the Pythagorean major third, the Didymus comma, the way the intervals sound out of tune rather than as though they were different notes. This, he thought, was where his brilliance at mathematics bled into his love of music; music was the realm in which his mathematical brain danced.

Every new thing is a result of everything you wrote before.

Fiona McCrae is a really amazing editor. Really smart and very astute about what a story needs.

I really try to avoid, you know, rolling out the history. The people are so important to me, and what happens to them, how they react, how things happen to them, this is what is important. I feel that if I can tell THAT story well, then people will go and Google the rest and fill in what they need to know.

I think a lot, so I don't spend a lot of time actually writing - I do that part very quickly. That helps, for me. To keep track of the characters.

Sri Lanka is a small island, and the war affected everybody. Everybody knew somebody who was killing or being killed.

There is no right and wrong, and precepts are for fools. Every thing is just as it is! And we must experience things without condemning them, because if we condemn them, then we are becoming too involved.

War defined my entire childhood and youth and most of my adulthood too - and in the US, it continues to do so.

And after that until the end, there was no relief from being a girl with chores that she wasn’t being paid for, a girl with no new sandals and a friend who wasn’t a friend but a mistress, and a family that wasn’t but people who owned her and ordered her about, and nothing at all but her pretty breasts and her round bottom and her misbehaving hair to help her feel any different.

It was a crying shame!

Such bliss is not meant to last. In my husband's house, my children were my real gifts.

They are empty the way only things that contained too much can be.