6 Quotes & Sayings By Alma Katsu

Alma Katsu was born in Japan and grew up in the United States. She is the author of twenty-seven books. Her best-known novels are The Housekeeper and Nanno, The Woman Who Died Twice, and Night of Loving Dangerously. They have been translated into twenty-two languages Read more

She has received numerous awards for her writing, including the American Book Award for Nanno, the PEN/Faulkner Award for Fiction for The Housekeeper and Nanno, and the Japan Art Association Prize for fiction for Night of Loving Dangerously.

1
Who can be 100 percent sure of one's choices in life? How do you know that your beloved will always remain the same, or that you'll never change your mind? Growth and change are two of the great gifts we get from time. It would be shortsighted to spurn them. Alma Katsu
2
She was telling me that I had a life of disappointment before me if I continued to love him as I did. A love that is too strong can turn poisonous and bring great unhappiness. And then, what is the remedy? Can you unlearn your heart's desire? Can you stop loving someone? Easier to drown yourself; easier to take the lover's leap. Alma Katsu
3
We were arrogant and naive, thinking we knew what we felt then was love. Love can be a cheap emotion, lightly given, thought it didn´t seem so to me at the time. Looking back, I know we were only filling in the holes in our soles, the way the tide rushes sand to fill in the crevices of a rocky shore. We-or maybe it was just I-bandaged our needswith what we declared was love. But, eventually, the tide draws out what it has swept in. Alma Katsu
4
While I'd been plagued by nightmares of Jonathan's unrest in the hereafter, it was only now that I'd seen Adair again–and seen him so changed–that I could admit, even to myself, that it was him I daydreamed of, who I longed for, who I ached for, physically. That was how I'd betrayed Luke–in my desire for Adair. It wasn't so uncommon, was it? Living with one man while your mind is on another? Being unable to stop thinking of this other man who, for one reason or another, was not the one sitting beside you. Thinking of the way his eyes lit up when he saw you, of his wicked smile and what it was like when he held you, how you responded to the touch of his hands. In solitary moments, you remembered the little intimacies, the feel of his skin against yours, the way he liked to be touched, the velvet nap of his member, the way he tasted. You thought of him even though you could never be with him. His absence nagged like an itch you could never scratch. . Alma Katsu
5
I’d always secretly believed that a love as fierce and true as mine would be rewarded in the end, and now I was being forced to accept the bitter truth. Alma Katsu