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“She had been able to bear not knowing a thing when she could be sure that God knew, but now...”
― Diane Setterfield, Once Upon a River

“Behind it a pile of old rags with a hat on top organized itself into a man, albeit a scruffy one, and struggled to its feet.”
― Diane Setterfield, Once Upon a River

“The parson climbed the stairs wearily back to his room. In summer he was a different person, sprightly and alert, and people took him for a man a decade younger than his years; but in winter he sank as the skies darkened, and by December he was always tired. When he went to bed, he drowned in sleep; when he was wakened from it, dragged from the bleak depths, he was somehow always unrefreshed.”
― Diane Setterfield, Once Upon a River

“The events of six months ago seemed very distant now, for on a summer day winter always seems like something you have dreamt or heard spoken of and not a thing you have lived.”
― Diane Setterfield, Once Upon a River

“It was better to tell such stories close to the river than in a drawing room. Words accumulate indoors, trapped by walls and ceilings. The weight of what has been said can lie heavily on what might yet be said and suffocate it. By the river the air carries the story on a journey: one sentence drifts away and makes room for the next.”
― Diane Setterfield, Once Upon a River