A lot of warm vulgarity is incomparably preferable to a little bit of pinched niceness
Caitlin ThomasI am unable, mentally incapable, of relating the dead thing, the broken body refusing to divulge why or where the occupant has gone, to the thing that was alive.
Caitlin ThomasMy bitterness is not an abstract substance, it is as solid as a Christmas cake; I can cut it in slices and hand it round and there is still plenty left, for tomorrow.
Caitlin Thomas