She wore a gown the color of storms, shadows, and rain and a necklace of broken promises and regrets.
Susanna ClarkeThe governess was not much liked in the village. She was too tall, too fond of books, too grave, and, a curious thing, never smiled unless there was something to smile at.
Susanna Clarkeyou must learn to live as I do - in the face of constant criticism, opposition and censure. That, sir, is the English way.
Susanna Clarke