Mary Balogh Quotes

I would not open windows into men's souls.

There is always a part of our being into which those who are dearer to us far than our own lives are yet unable to enter.

I just think everyone needs their own private space.

There is a need for aloneness, which I don't think most people realise for an actor. It's almost having certain kinds of secrets for yourself that you'll let the whole world in on only for a moment, when you're acting. But everybody is always tugging at you. They'd all like sort of a chunk of you.

Mass transportation is doomed to failure in North America because a person's car is the only place where he can be alone and think.

Everyone needs to be able to have their own space in which to be themselves.

Both my husband and I give a lot of ourselves in what we do because that is our public lives; but in my private life, I have an intrinsic right to be left alone.

I like to be real private; you don't always want everyone around you - even when they like you.

I always sleep on my own. I can't sleep with somebody else. Always separate bedrooms, bathrooms and closets. I'm very individual and I want my own space.

I like to have space.

No-one but me gets into my head.

I like my space.

My library is my kingdom, and here I try to make my rule absolute-shutting off this single nook from wife, daughter and society. Elsewhere I have only a verbal authority, and vague. Unhappy is the man, in my opinion, who has no spot at home where he can be at home to himself-to court himself and hide away.

Some things are just for private. It's like people thinking I'm cold or this or that. It's unfortunate, but I don't need strangers to know that I'm warm. I don't need strangers to know the real me.

I don't have a method of stepping into the depths of your heart without getting it dirty." -Kuchiki Rukia

I just want silence... Jesus, it doesn't mean I don't like you. It just means right now, I like silence more.

No mind, however loving, could bear to see plainly into all the recess of another mind.

It occurs to her that there is one thing about people you can never understand well enough: how entirely inside themselves they are.

I wish I had a little bit more privacy.

[...] Shimamoto had her own little world within her. A world that was for her alone, one I could not enter.

Souls are gregarious in a sense, but no soul touches another, as a general rule.

Without solitude, Love will not stay long by your side.

The most intimate motions within the depths of our souls are not completely our own. For they belong also to our friends, to humankind, to the universe, and the Ground of all being, the aim of our life.

We live in our own souls as in an unmapped region, a few acres of which we have cleared for our habitation; while of the nature of those nearest us we know but the boundaries that march with ours.