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“She had a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach, like when you're swimming and you want to put your feet down on something solid, but the water's deeper than you think and there's nothing there”
― Julia Gregson, East of the Sun

“One of the the things she most liked about the city -apart from all its obvious attractions, the theatre, the galleries, the exhilarating walks by the river- was that so few people ever asked you personal questions.”
― Julia Gregson, East of the Sun

“She would search for him.
In the land that lay east of the sun and west of the moon.
But there was no way there.”
― Edith Pattou, East

“I crossed the room to him. "I love you," I said in a rush, afraid I would change my mind.
"Charles," he replied.”
― Edith Pattou, East

“All the lies, all the ways we have of trying to make life simple for ourselves by putting people into boxes marked black, white, good, bad, when all of us are victims of our own prejudices.”
― Julia Gregson

“Where is it?" I asked, willing him to tell me.
He laughed suddenly, and I could hear the full-throated, grating sound of the white bear's laughter in it.
"East of the sun and west of the moon," he said.”
― Edith Pattou, East

“Neither Rose nor Charles liked to talk much of their adventures with the trolls, but some of the so-called "softskins" whom they had brought out of Niflheim, as well as the crew of the ship Soren had hired to go north to find Rose, must have spread the story, because for many years afterward, there were tales of a race of trolls living on top of the world.
Only Rose and her white bear know the whole truth of it.”
― Edith Pattou, East

“From the top of the bus she could see the vast bowl of London spreading out to the horizon: splendid shops with mannequins in the window, interesting people and already a much bigger world.”
― Julia Gregson

“Gracias a la vida que me ha dado tanto”
― Julia Gregson , East of the Sun

“Abril é o mês mais cruel, gera lilases da terra morta, mistura a memória e o desejo, mistura raízes dormentes com chuva de Primavera.”
― Julia Gregson, East of the Sun