One of the pleasantest things about book writing is that sometimes it brings one in touch with old friends. – Rachel Field
There was no reality to pain when it left one, thought while it held one fast all other realities failed. – Rachel Field
Too much good fortune can make you smug and unaware. Happiness should be like an oasis, the greener for the desert that surrounds it. – Rachel Field
I used to think I had ambition… but now I’m not so sure. It may have been only discontent. They’re easily confused. – Rachel Field
