Matt Miles

“Sandy felt warmly towards Miss Brodie at these times when she saw how she was misled in her idea of Rose. It was then that Miss Brodie looked beautiful and fragile, just as dark heavy Edinburgh itself could suddenly be changed into a floating city when the light was a special pearly white and fell upon one of the gracefully fashioned streets. In the same way Miss Brodie's masterful features became clear and sweet to Sandy when viewed in the curious light of the woman's folly, and she never felt more affection for her in her later years than when she thought upon Miss Brodie silly.”
― Muriel Spark, The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie

“Her name and memory, after her death, flitted from mouth to mouth like swallows in summer, and in the winter they were gone.”
― Muriel Spark, The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie

“If anyone comes along,” said Miss Brodie, “in the course of the following lesson, remember that it is the hour for English grammar. Meantime I will tell you a little of my life when I was younger than I am now, though six years older than the man himself.”
― Muriel Spark, The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie

“There was a wonderful sunset across the distant sky, reflected in the sea, streaked with blood and puffed with avenging purple and gold as if the end of the world had come without intruding on every-day life.”
― Muriel Spark, The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie