Waverleys Quotes & Sayings

Waverleys know where to find the truth, they just can't stomach it. — Sarah Addison Allen

Bay looked down at the wispy dress, her fingers trailing over it. It really was perfect. It was a faded teal green with layers of beige netting forming a sheer cowl neck. Old sequins were sewn down the side, forming the shapes of flowers, and a silk sash sat below the hips. — Sarah Addison Allen

The scent spread through the house like a long, soft blanket, settling over everything, calming all worries.
The labels on all the honey-lavender candy jars read:

'Lavender essence is for happiness
with a touch of honey to raise your spirits.
A joyful attitude is ravenous
consuming everyone who is near it. — Sarah Addison Allen

Even in winter an isolated patch of snow has a special quality. — Andy Goldsworthy

Her grandmother had a life, a life Claire hadn't known about or even imagined. She had tried so hard to know everything about Grandma Waverley, to be everything she was. But Grandma Waverley must have sensed something in Sydney, a kindred soul, with Sydney's brightness and popularity. She gave Claire the wisdom of her old age, but she gave Sydney the secrets of her youth. — Sarah Addison Allen

Bay remembered the Waverley house full of pumpkin pie scents in the fall. There had been mountains of maple cakes with violets hidden inside, lakes of butternut soups with chrysanthemum petals floating on top. — Sarah Addison Allen

On the day the tree bloomed in the fall, when its white apple blossoms fell and covered the ground like snow, it was tradition for the Waverleys to gather in the garden like survivors of some great catastrophe, hugging one another, laughing as they touched faces and arms, making sure they were all okay, grateful to have gotten through it. — Sarah Addison Allen

There is nothing which so poisons princes as flattery, nor anything whereby wicked men more easily obtain credit and favor with them. — Michel De Montaigne

Some of Bay's fondest memories were of lying under the apple tree in the summer while Claire gardened and the apple tree tossed apples at her like a dog trying to coax its owner into playing catch. — Sarah Addison Allen

Liberty is the essential basis, the sine qua non, of morality. — Henry Hazlitt

It had been rose candy day in the Waverley house, the scent still permeating the air, even though the kitchen was closed for the evening. It smelled as if there were a garden hidden in the walls somewhere.
The back labels on all the rose candy jars read:

'Rose essence is for memory
of long ago first loves,
have a taste and you will see
the one you once dreamed of. — Sarah Addison Allen

Mary had become anxious in her old age, and she hated being away from the house for long. She'd hold the girls' hands tightly and calm herself by telling them what she would make for first frost that year- pork tenderloins with nasturtiums, dill potatoes, pumpkin bread, chicory coffee. And the cupcakes, of course, with all different frostings, because what was first frost without frosting? Claire had loved it all, but Sydney had only listened when their grandmother talked of frosting. Caramel, rosewater-pistachio, chocolate almond. — Sarah Addison Allen

Every day is an opportunity disguised as a challenge. — Tiki Barber

There was a long-ago saying that was still heard from time to time in town: Waverleys know where to find the truth, they just can't stomach it. Bay — Sarah Addison Allen

I'm never a failure, unless I quit trying, and neither are you. — Joyce Meyer

She'd just walked into heaven. And her grandmother was right there, in every scent.
Sugary and sweet.
Herby and sharp.
Yeasty and fresh. — Sarah Addison Allen