Marta

“Well, he need be nobody’s Prior anymore. His bonds are broken. No more obligation to teach, guide, direct, and chasten. No human babble to clog up his ears. Artt has this whole island to himself and it’s his alone. The steep land will be his pristine page and he’ll write on it with every step, every prayer, every breath. A bastion of faith, a sentry post where he will man the outer frontier of Christendom: oh, such a place it’ll be now! No one and nothing to bar his way to heaven.”
― Emma Donoghue, Haven

“Life is the weightiest of gifts, and there’s no giving it back till the end.”
― Emma Donoghue, Haven

“That silence you heard, when you tried to pray — that’s the sound of God listening.”
― Emma Donoghue, The Wonder

“I used to love stories about babies coming out of plants, or turning into humans from animal form. I pored over the Greek myths – how a baby could be born from a ray of light, or a thunderbolt, or from a swan. I felt an affinity with these babies, these other kinds of humans – a dangerous affinity, I should add, for in fact I was simply a very normal human being.”
― Jessie Burton, The Confession