Quotes from Robert Goddard

world won't shed a tear.

Photographs don't discriminate between the living and the dead. In the fragments of time and shards of light that compose them, everyone is equal. Now you see us; now you don't. It doesn't matter whether you look through a camera lens and press the shutter. It doesn't even matter whether you open your eyes or close them. The pictures are always there. And so are the people in them.

But perhaps revelation often comes when you're not looking for it, resolution when you don't realize you need it.

What are you - Secret Service?' 'If I were, I wouldn't admit it.' 'And you're not admitting it, I notice.

Time cannot erase the sadnesses of life, but it can help us to learn from them the hardest lesson of all: that even one's mistakes are enriching.

I learned a lesson I never had as a politician: that we cannot properly lead those with whom we have not shared suffering.

Your version has all the appeal of a skimpy garment on a beautiful woman, Radford — eye-catching, but not much use in bad weather.

Photographs were more than my livelihood. They were part of my life. The way light fell on a surface never failed to tug at my imagination. The way one picture, a single snapshot, could capture the essence of a time and place, a city, a war, a human being, was embedded in my consciousness. One day, one second, I might close the shutter on the perfect photograph.

to be found?' 'You're suggesting

We live with the past because we have to, but we don't have to live in it.

In a world that thought itself so wise yet behaved so stupidly, it was possible sometimes to believe that only the mad saw matters as they truly were, that only people like my brother were prepared to admit what they saw from the corner of their eye.

He laughed at that. 'You're

widening gap between knowledge and the moral maturity of mankind. And he foresaw disaster if the gap was not narrowed.

not say and Max had known better than to ask.

History is the geology of human experience, a study, as it were, of tragedy and comedy laid down in the strata of past lives. In death there are no winners or losers, merely people who once lived but can never live again. What they thought, what they believed, what they hoped, is largely lost. That which remains is history.

withdrawn smugness of unexplained wealth.

had been calm and relaxed. Then something changed. A man she had never seen before or since came at night. He was thin and softly spoken and smoked an expensive cigar. He had asked how

The trouble with altering the facts to fit the picture is that it's a cumulative exercise. It starts as a game — a bit of a lark really. Then it gets serious, then complicated, then . . . then pleasure becomes pain because you find yourself and everyone else believing the charade — living the lie as if it were the truth.

his second glass, 'What are your plans?' Deliberately, he had failed to specify which of them he was addressing. 'Well,' Derek replied defensively, 'they're a bit up in the air, actually. As of the end of the month, I shall be joining the ranks of the unemployed.' Colin choked. 'You mean Fithyan & Co. have sacked you?' 'Not exactly.

The dream of yesterday is the hope of today and the reality of tomorrow.

learned a lesson I never had as a politician: that we cannot properly lead those with whom we have not shared