I'm very lazy, I hate to work.
I told myself that some families we get without asking, while others we choose. And I chose those two. I think that’s what you’d call a silver lining.
Even when you’d lost everything you thought there was to lose, somebody came along and gave you something for free.
I smiled back and I thought how incredible that was, that they would find the time to smile. There was goodness in the world still, even if you couldn’t always see it.
It's not knowing that drives you mad. It's imaging things that you wish you couldn't think up all by yourself.
I didn't have time to lose it. I didn't have time to lie down in the corner shop and scream and beat the floor until my hands bled. I didn't have time to miss Jack. Stroma kept on chattering away and getting excited over novelty spaghetti shapes and finding the joy in every little thing, and it occurred to me even then that she was probably looking after me, too.
There was goodness in the world still, even if you couldn't always see it.
I have no time to waste on this planet being told what to do by those who think that God has given them instructions.
I got used to being a writer. To compare it to teaching - I taught for twenty-five years; for the first two or three years it was heady. I was discovering that I could do something and do it well. Be useful to people. It was exhilarating, sort of like the first two weeks of being in love with somebody, and then it becomes like the third bite of pizza. The first bite is wonderful. The second bite is not disappointing. The third? Meh. You get used to it.
Take heed thou trust not the deceitful lap Of wanton Dalilah; the world's a trap.
Cursed be he that scalps the reputation of the dead.