Best 275 quotes of Sara Sheridan on MyQuotes

It's part of a writer's job to be nosy about everything.

It took a certain kind of person to come from luxury and seek out danger.

It was as if she was a dream, like London, which he could not entirely grasp and of which he was not worthy. He wanted to be part of it but had forgotten how. It seemed extraordinary and strange that this paragon among women had condescended to travel on his ship. In fact, she’d insisted upon it. Her presence was at once otherworldly and familiar, none of which explained why his brain ceased to function when he was in her company.

It was clearly a lot more difficult in the field than in the office, where you could keep your distance and maintain a calculated composure. Being faced with real people was a far tougher call on one’s judgement.

It was nearly ten years since the peace though her memories of the war still felt fresh.

It was so difficult to dress appropriately when the seasons changed – the British weather was the nothing if not erratic. Spring was the worst – freezing in Brighton this morning and then practically tropical in Knightsbridge in the afternoon.

I've always been attracted to stories about rebels - things that are unusual and sometimes dangerous.

I've always felt that good writing does not have to be literary.

I've always viewed history as my personal treasure chest.

I've been obsessed with stories since I was a kid so it's no surprise that I ended up writing for a living.

I was asked the other day in which era I would choose to live. As a historical novelist, it comes up sometimes. As a woman I'd have to say I'd like to live in the future - I want to see where these centuries of change are leading us.

I was fired ignominiously from the Junior School Choir for being so off tune that the choir mistress declared she couldn't even bear to have me mime.

I was middle class and fucked up and spoilt.

I wondered if that was what I was doing myself – caring so much about something that was so long gone that I was only propping it up.

Looking at my life through the lens of history has made me increasingly grateful to standout women who pushed those boundaries to make the changes from which I have benefited.

Many existing top 20 Scottish writers have flourished in part because of good turns done by institutions, arts community, libraries and bookshops.

Maria didn’t fear the sea but, as taught by her father, she respected its power. In her experience the ocean had no intent to drown travellers.

Mirabelle? Mirabelle Bevan? Well, I’ll be blowed!” Mirabelle started, almost spilling her drink. It took her a moment to realize who the handsome man was, now his hair was greying at the edges and he was out of uniform. Puffing laconically on a cigarette, martini in hand, he wore a lounge suit and an understated silk tie with a discreet regimental insignia woven into the fabric. “Eddie,” she smiled. “What are you doing here?

Mirabelle sat down, dropping into the cushions like a ball being caught in a large leather glove.

Mirabelle always ate her lunch on Brighton beach if the weather was in any way passable, but out of sheer principle she never paid tuppence for a chair. We did not win the war to have to pay to sit down, she frequently found herself thinking.

Mirabelle and Vesta have plenty in common because they are facing descrimination in different ways, but they're also a nice contrast.

Molly Bloom is simply the most sensuous woman in literature.

Mrs Beaumont shrugged. ‘Dougie travelled light in life,’ she said. ‘He knew it was people who were important.

Muscat is like a mind-altering drug. A stroll in its streets is like getting drunk for the first time

New technologies and resources offer exciting opportunities. They democratise access to information.

Nothing is long ago in an archive, my dear. In the records we treat the dead as same as the living.
that’s the whole point of keeping papers. It doesn’t matter if it’s a hundred years or only a few weeks. It’s all filed away, fresh as the day it went under the covers.

Occasionally a particular word or phrase in a letter or diary has sparked an entire plot - like an echo from history, still very alive.

Often we don't notice the stringent rules to which our culture subjects us.

Once they have dedicated themselves to a cause, women will fight to the end for it.

Once you’re on the pleasure express, it’s hard to get off and switch to another, slower service.

One of my favourite parts of writing is doing the research. It's the door into that magical reading/writing state - the raw material for making the story real.

One of Scotland's most important cultural exports - stories.

Only a man with nothing to hide could make that kind of racket.

On of the prerequisites for my mobile phone is that I have to be able to fling it at a wall if I lose my temper.

On Twitter, people who had read my book followed me and I could see what else they were reading, why they'd liked what I'd written and by the by, more about them than I'd ever elicit from two minutes in a tent at a book festival, stuck behind a signing desk.

Our archives are treasure troves - a testament to many lives lived and the complexity of the way we move forward. They contain clues to the real concerns of day-to-day life that bring the past alive.

Our business is communication oftentimes through the medium of stories but our capacity has a far greater scope - to entertain certainly, but also to stimulate debate, to mark up changes and differences and that way, to maybe, just now and then, to change the world.

Our children make us so vulnerable. Our parents too, I suppose.

Over the drop, a luminous pond lay below them like a pale magic lantern. It was as if the moon had plummeted into the water and smashed open. Engulfed in darkness, with only a scatter of stars above, the place felt like a bright secret – something ancient and precious.

Parisians were not easy to engage in conversation. Perhaps that was why the Resistance had been so successful.

People are so different in wartime. No one gets to be ordinary. Not really.

People responded to body language without even thinking. It was important to get it absolutely right.

People see what they expect to see.

People who inspire such contradictory emotions must be worthwhile, I reasoned.

Playing on her femininity and making him feel uncomfortable seemed highly effective.

Readership is highly dependent upon format and distribution as much as it is on content.

Researching books gets you into nothing but trouble.

Reticence was clearly a national characteristic, even if the other person spoke French.

She curled sideways into the milky light of the bedside lamp and began to read.

She enjoyed the sights and sounds of the dockside – ports were places of freedom.