Margaret Landon quotes:

Maybe selflessness was only selfishness on another level.

She sat still, trying to hush her secret heart.

She was a woman, slight, almost frail in appearance; not someone who could fight with guns to free the slaves, as in the United States, but someone who could fight with knowledge in the corner of the world where she found herself.

Perhaps, she had dreamed, she would teach some future King, shaping his child mind for a new and better world.

The nonchalance irritated her more because it was not assumed.

That roads are for journeys, ma'am, not destinations

I gaze upon the thousand stars That fill the midnight sky; And wish, so passionately wish, A light like theirs on high. I have such eagerness of hope To benefit my kind; I feel as if immortal power Were given to my mind.

If love was a choice, who would ever choose such exquisite pain?

To give an answer in advance of a question was futile, and to propound a question in order to supply the answer was also futile. There were difficulties that could best be met by unawareness of their existence.

When a woman who has much to say says nothing, her silence can be deafening.

Most people do not see the world as it is. They see it as they are