Burn Me. Drown Me. Tell Me Lies.

...and So Many Orchards Circled The Village That On Some Crisp October Afternoons The Whole Wold Smelled Like Pie.

We Are Only An Instant, That's True. But We Are Eternal.

Mothers Always Find Ways To Fit In The Work - But Then When You're Working, You Feel That You Should Be Spending Time With Your Children And Then When You're With Your Children, You're Thinking About Working.

I Never See A Novel As A Film While I'm Writing It. Mostly Because Novels And Films Are So Different, And I'm Such An Internal Novelist

He Fell In Love With The Way She Closed Her Eyes, Long Before He Fell In Love With Her.