I will try to write books until I drop dead.

I live in Hamburg; that's in the north. And I live on the outskirts of town. It looks like countryside.

Please," she whispered as she opened the book, "please get me out of here just for an hour or so, please take me far, far away

I remember the feeling. Whenever my father got so absorbed in a book that we might have been in visible I felt like taking a pair of scissors and cutting it up.

I like to visit my horse, have a walk with my dog.

Everything gets to me. I'm very sentimental.

Believe, believe, believe