Kate Seredy Quotes & Sayings

Nothing fine and noble will ever perish from the earth as long as there are hearts to remember. — Kate Seredy

One had to be so careful ... about remembering things. Thinking and remembering were something like walking along well-known paths and passageways that always used to lead to something lovely ... but now, the same paths and passageways might end in something dead or frightening.
Yes, one had to walk on tiptoe, remembering to look carefully ahead and turn quickly away before one was faced with something ruined or dead. The thing to do was to make little tunnels or thoughtways, from now to once-upon-a-time, each leading to a lovely thing to remember. — Kate Seredy

(W)hen a load is too heavy for one horse to pull, what do we do? Hitch another to it, don't we? That's just common sense. Well, son, things that sort of weigh on a man's mind and heart may be too heavy for him to make much headway with alone. — Kate Seredy

[My stories were] an excuse for making pictures. — Kate Seredy

Kill the snake of doubt in your soul, crush the worms of fear in your heart and mountains will move out of your way. — Kate Seredy

Nothing ever dies that's worth remembering. — Kate Seredy

But, deep in her heart she knew more than what the words read or heard seemed to say. She knew that every letter in every word in every war bulletin was, somewhere, first written in blood of men, of human beings, who had once smiled and sung songs, eaten, drunk, slept and loved. — Kate Seredy

All we know, Midnight. The best of all we know. For Chestry Valley and its master we loved. For Nana. For Sugarloaf and Brimstone Farm. For Pop and Mom and Tom. For the foals to come. For yesterday and for all tomorrows, we dance the best we know. For good-by. — Kate Seredy

This was not the way to think things out for himself, and that was what he had to do. Take each piece of happening that, by itself, was just a meaningless hurt and find its place in the big picture. Do it over and over and over, because that way one came to understand things, and they hurt less. He had ... come to understand a lot and the knowledge he now held within himself was not made of sharp, separate hurts. It was just one big, heavy sadness. It made him stand very straight, braced against the weight in his heart proudly ... Each bit of knowledge he had gathered, each new hurt he had mastered, made him lift his chin a little higher, hold himself more closely knit and proud, because he had found out all by himself that his pride could be used as a shield to soften and deflect each new blow. His proud, strong body, his still, calm face, was the shield; he had no other weapon against the monsters in this dark tunnel of time that was so much like the shivery, scary part of a story. — Kate Seredy

I make money using my brains and lose money listening to my heart. But in the long run my books balance pretty well. — Kate Seredy

For yesterday and for all tomorrows, we dance the best we know. — Kate Seredy

There are hurts so deep that one cannot reach them or heal them with words. — Kate Seredy