Occupation: Author Birth: July 3, 1954
People think me a sort of Florence Nightingale, but I have no heroic qualities. I simply don’t feel very much..
Guess what it is that turns plants to coal. Pressure. Guess what it is that turns limestone to marble. Pressure. Guess what it is that turns Briony's….
Life and stories are alike in one way: They are full of hollows. The king and queen have no children: They have a child hollow. The girl has a wicked….
Thoughts are strange creatures. They lead you from one thing to another. Sometimes you don’t know how you got from one to the next..
Should I ever again sink into illness, I'm sure I'll remember Eldric. I'll remember he cared for me. I'll remember that someone had at least taken th….
If you say a word, it leaps out and becomes the truth. I love you. I believe it. I believe I am loveable. How can something as fragile as a word buil….
Even a witch wants sympathy..
You mind your tongue!” “Oh, I do,” I said. “I sharpen it every evening on your name..
Blast Cecil!” said Eldric. “You have my permission,” I said..
I hated myself, but I also loved myself in a hateful way..
When we were small, Rose and I used to play a game called connect the dots. I loved it. I loved drawing a line from dot number 1 to dot number 2 and ….
I've confessed to everything and I's liked to be hanged. Now, if you please.
We laughed a lot and I grew warmer still, lovely and warm. I do realize that some of that warmth was due to the wine, but there was much more to it t….
I am entirely well,” said Eldric, “which has Dr. Rannigan exploring first one theory, then another, trying to understand. But not being a man of scie….
Our English monarchs are so unimaginative,” said Eldric. “They execute people in such tediously conventional ways..
Yes, I'm shallow, I don't mind admitting it. Perhaps I should admit that there's no end to the depths of my shallowness..
The handkerchief dabbed at my forehead. 'Ouch! You'll have a fine-looking bruise tomorrow.' 'Then you'll be able to distinguish me from Rose.' The ha….
Boxing’s not that straightforward,” said Eldric. “You can practice and practice, but the real experience will always be different. Lots of things are….
How can something as fragile as a word build the whole world?.
I like rain and mist. I've never understood why people exclaim over bright skies and bushels of glaring sunshine..
Witches don’t look like anything. Witches are. Witches do..