Katharine Clifton quotes

View Quote I've been thinking—how does someone like you decide to come to the desert? [to Almásy]

View Quote And that would be unconscionable, I suppose, to feel any obligation? Yes. Of course it would. [to Almásy]

View Quote I'm not one of the walking wounded. It's only one night. Besides, if I remain it's the most effective method of persuading my husband to abandon whatever he's doing and come and rescue us.

View Quote This is not very good is it? [to Almásy]

View Quote Am I a terrible coward to ask how much water we have? [to Almásy]

View Quote Yes is a comfort. Absolutely is not. [to Almásy]

View Quote You still have sand in your hair. [to Almásy]

View Quote A woman should never learn to sew, and if she can she shouldn't admit to it. [to Almásy]

View Quote This a different world is what I tell myself; a different life. And here I'm a different wife. [to Almásy]

View Quote The neck of K can never [be something] not in my mind. and K's clothes always at ease on her. Does he notice? What is the significance of Betrayal? Does K bother with a moral Labyrinth - K's debate - does she debate? [reading from notes she found in Almásy's book]

View Quote Am I 'K' in your book? I think I must be. [to Almásy]

View Quote You speak so many bloody languages, and you never want to talk.[to Almásy]

View Quote I can't do this anymore. [to Almásy]

View Quote Do you think you are the only one who feels anything? Is that what you think? [to Almásy]

View Quote Why did you hate me? Don't you know you drove everybody mad? [to Almásy]

View Quote My darling, I'm waiting for you — how long is a day in the dark, or a week? The fire is gone now, and I'm horribly cold. I really ought to drag myself outside but then there would be the sun. . . I'm afraid I waste the light on the paintings and on writing these words. We die, we die rich with lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have entered and swum up like rivers, fears we have hidden in, like this wretched cave. We are the real countries, not the boundaries drawn on maps with the names of powerful men. I know you will come and carry me out into the palace of winds. That's all I've wanted— to walk in such a place with you, with friends, on earth without maps. [written in journal]