I sound contemptuous, but I am not. I am interested--intrigued even--by the way time erases real lives, leaving only vague imprints. Blood and spirit….

She either confused me with a much older child or else she glimpsed deep inside my soul and perceived a hole that needed filling. I've always chosen ….

...which fairy-tale princess ever chose her maid over her prince?.

All true readers have a book, a moment when real life is never going to be able to compete with fiction again..

Gerry?' Laurel had to strain to hear thought the noise on the other end of the line. 'Gerry? Where are you?' 'London. A phone booth on Fleet Street.'….

Thinking of nothing. Trying to think of nothing. Thinking of everything..

We're all unique, just never in the ways we imagine..

She was the sort of person for whom fear was the natural response to that beyond explanation..

And then he was kissing her, and she was struck by his nearness, his solidity, his smell. It was of the garden and the earth and the sun. When Cassan….

When reason sleeps, the monsters of repression will emerge..

She did as she felt, and she felt a great deal..

The girl in the mirror caught my eye briefly...It is an uncanny feeling, that rare occasion when one catches a glimpse of oneself in repose. An ungua….

So much in life came down to timing..

Adults weren’t supposed to understand their children and you were doing something wrong if they did..

They say everyone needs something to love..

It's special, grandparents and grandchldren. So much simpler. Is it always so, I wonder? I think perhaps it is. While one's child takes a part of one….

But in my humble opinion, a house needs a good party once in a while; remind folks it exists..

She doesn't know I cry for the changing times. That just as I reread favourite books, some small part of me hoping for a different ending, I find mys….

Sometimes, Edie, a person's feelings aren't rational. At least, they don't seem that way on the surface. You have to dig a little deeper to understan….

She felt like a fictional character who'd escaped the book in which her creator had carefully and kindly trapped her, taken a pair of scissors to her….

What could be more perfect than marrying the person you love..