Suzy Davies > Quotes

“Books are a portable kind of time travel. We go back as well as forward when we read them. When we come back into the now, after being immersed in worlds previously unknown to us, we find ourselves, transformed. Touched by their magic, nothing we ever perceived beforehand remains quite the same.”
― Suzy Davies

“Libraries are like caves. They are places of transformation. There are secrets hidden within those walls.”
― Suzy Davies

“I want to sling a stone, a small rock into a pool, see it ripple. I want to shake a tree, create a small storm..”
― Suzy Davies, Johari's Window

“The landscape is bathed in the honeyed light of morning. Sometimes the memory of winter comes again. And my days are colored reveries of you, my nights sensuous”
― Suzy Davies

“Writers are method actors. They become their character. They feel what he or she feels. They switch between viewpoints, always with a clear sense of their own selves as writers, and yet somehow losing themselves in their Art”
― Suzy Davies

“Creativity is a flame that lights up and ignites the senses”
― Suzy Davies

“I don't like books which give me the answers. I love books that give me the questions”
― Suzy Davies

“Music teaches us about lyricism in writing, a delicate turn of phrase, selectiveness with words, rhythmic passages. Most of all, music, like good writing, touches our emotions with cadences that slip in like a subtle visitor, familiar and known before.”
― Suzy Davies

“The joy of reading is in discovery; a good writer creates, "gaps, spaces, and absences," in a richly layered text. He/she creates a desire in the reader to strive for meaning. Paradoxically, the writer guides the reader, but allows them some flexibility to recreate the text, thereby putting their own unique interpretation on what they have read.”
― Suzy Davies

“Writing is...creating tattoos which are invisible, under your skin”
― Suzy Davies

“Poems are the music of our childhoods”
― Suzy Davies

“It was high tide, and the sound of the waves
coming in sounded like the breath of an enormous dinosaur.
Round the lighthouse, on the opposite side to Snugs’ room, Mr andMrs Merryweather put down the blinds, and blew out the candle. They
were very tired, and tomorrow was Christmas Eve on The Isle of Wight.”
― Suzy Davies, Snugs The Snow Bear

“The sea is rushing in now as unconsciousness does.I can see a chord, hear gospel songs as we hoist the sails.The sails are a soft white bird. We are airborne. We are primitive.”
― Suzy Davies, Johari's Window

“How tranquil it was, wading ankle-deep in flowers, pink snow, cascading, tumbling down, tingeing the earthen pathways”
― Suzy Davies, Johari's Window

“Our eyes met. I kissed her soft face, and down the stairs they descended. Their voices blended into an echo, a murmur. I ventured barefoot into the bedroom. The dark gown lay crumpled upon the bed”
― Suzy Davies, Johari's Window

“You need one book for all the lives you could have dreamed of, and lived, but never had”
― Suzy Davies

“So little Moon Pig put her snout into the soft dandelion head, which was round, and glowing, just like the moon. She blew and blew...”
― Suzy Davies, Luna The Moon Pig: The Pig Who Hid

“On his departure, he glanced swiftly back as he passed the furtive gaze of the gloved footmen.He was swept away in the momentum of shimmering glass....I had seen how the world turned, and I was beginning to feel my own power”
― Suzy Davies, Johari's Window

“A book is a living thing. It is a bird; it has a voice. The pages of a book are wings. Books have heartbeats. When readers read they feel them; they listen.”
― Suzy Davies

“His lone withdrawing figure blended anonymously with the darkness, Dr Raven's quick, light steps becoming gradually distant, drowned out by the clicking staccato rush of trains, the steady drip of rainwater, and the clock of a nearby church as it heralded the hour”
― Suzy Davies, Johari's Window

“I was an unwilling passenger leaving the Big Country. I would miss the mountains and the waterfalls,the treks on broad horses' backs to hidden villages in secret valleys.”
― Suzy Davies, Johari's Window

“It is winter, and very cold. There are icicles against the glass, and frost. I am tracing a pattern, before it melts. Before it fades, and is lost for good, like memories”
― Suzy Davies, Johari's Window

“What's in a fairytale? Shadows and light, good and true, vile and ugly, frightening and comforting, heroes and heroines who know that belief in their own magic spurs them on. It is their own faith and courage as they reach for an unwritten Destiny that grants their deepest hopes and makes dreams, as if by magic, come true.”
― Suzy Davies

“It was back home that The Northern Lights cast these wondrous rainbows in the snow, and where Snugs used to play tag with the huge curtain of shining light that ran, even faster than the wind, across the vast snow-covered landscape.”
― Suzy Davies, Snugs The Snow Bear

“Language makes us human; the heart knows. Memories abide in the body. They live on in the walls of our houses and in our objects. They are the sentiments which endure and sustain us in the infinite chambers of our hearts. Our hearts remember. Our hearts have this language. Our hearts sing.”
― Suzy Davies, Johari's Window

“It's great to know that others can feel shy like me, too," smiled Luna, "and that I can make them laugh with my funny Moon Crater Face”
― Suzy Davies, Luna, The Moon Pig, The Pig Who Hid

“Foamy and frothy,
ribbons white,
reflecting soft sunbeams
to our delight,
foaming in crests,
rippling warm sands,
tracing their patterns
on the dry land.
From The poem, " Seashore”
― Suzy Davies, Celebrate The Seasons

“There is wisdom to be found in fairytales, a deeper meaning in the magic of their worlds”
― Suzy Davies

“There were women who navigated in canoes, holding their children, the beguiling wind blowing soft sleet kisses, raining upon their skins”
― Suzy Davies, Johari's Window

“I love Fairy Tales that depict the dance of light and dark. For in the dark there is a flicker of brightness, of Wisdom and of Hope.”
― Suzy Davies