The world should not be organized to require heroines, and when one is required but fails to appear, we should not judge.

There are some stories you can't hear enough. They are the same every time you hear them. But you are not. That's one reliable way of understanding time.

Afterwards, in bed with a book, the spell of television feels remote compared to the journey into the page. To be in a book. To slip into the crease where two pages meet, to live in the place where your eyes alight upon the words to ignite a world of smoke and peril, colour and serene delight. That is a journey no one can end with the change of a channel. Enduring magic.

The world should not be organized to require heroines, and when one is required but fails to appear, we should not judge.

They are so young, they forget that the world is not as in love with them as they are.

Writing is a hellish task, best snuck up on, whacked on the head, robbed and left for dead.

In terms of the secrets that imbue and underlie Fall on Your Knees, they were as much of a mystery to me as I was creating the story as they are to the readers.