Please come back soon. The window is always open..

You can come back to friendship. You can let it drop, for five years or ten years, and come back to it..

There were no route maps posted on the walls, but a Wonderland-style sign commanding, 'If you know where you are, then please tell others..

It never occurred to him that now he was looking at his master, at the one person in all the world who held his fate right between her palms - me, in….

It is so hard trying to say what you mean..

Hope is the most treacherous thing in the world. It lifts you and lets you plummet. But as long as you're being lifted you don't worry about plummeti….

I felt like one who wants to trap and cage a little bird, and after years of waiting and luring and baiting finds that she must do no more than hold ….

But a part of me lies buried in lace and roses on a riverbank in France-a part of me is broken off forever. A part of me will be unflyable, stuck in ….

God knows what I thought! Your brain does amazing acrobatics when it doesn't want to believe something..

It's an illusion I've noticed before-- words on a page are like oxygen to a petrol engine, firing up ghosts. It only lasts while the words are in you….

But I have told the truth. Isn't that ironic? They sent me because I am so good at telling lies. But I have told the truth..

It's like being in love, discovering your best friend..

It was a rather extraordinary conversation if you think about it -- both of us speaking in code. But not military code, not Intelligence or Resistanc….

Maddie took the top of her egg off. The hot bright yolk was like summer sun breaking through cloud. The first daffodil in the snow. A gold sovereign ….

Five years of destruction and mayhem, lives lost everywhere, shortages of food and fuel and clothing - and the insane mind behind it just urges us al….

Oh Julie, wouldn’t I know if you were dead? Wouldn’t I feel it happening, like a jolt of electricity to my heart?.

The very term "turning pages" suggests nonstop action. But I am all about character and beautiful writing. I eat that up like popcorn. Whether a book….

You can't just sit in a corner weeping or you'll die..

And I envied her that she had chosen her work herself and was doing what she wanted to do. I don't suppose I had any idea what I 'wanted' and so I wa….

Hope is treacherous, but how can you live without it?.

Don't know how I kept going. You just do. You have to, so you do..