I felt like one who wants to trap and cage a little bird, and after years of waiting and luring and baiting finds that she must do no more than hold out her hand, and the finch lands on her finger and does not fly. You scarcely dare to move. It rests on your hand whole and free, foolishly trusting and infinitely courageous. It will never be more beautiful.
Elizabeth WeinSouthampton's barrage balloons floated gleaming in the moonlight like the ghosts of elephants and hippos.
Elizabeth WeinFive years of destruction and mayhem, lives lost everywhere, shortages of food and fuel and clothing - and the insane mind behind it just urges us all on and on to more destruction. And we all keep playing.
Elizabeth WeinI tend not to attempt to describe pain. I don't feel I can comprehend or re-create the personal suffering of others, so I simply try to tell what happened, or what I imagine happened. I also think it helps to let the reader fill in a lot of the blanks. Melodrama is patronizing. With a straightforward statement, readers can figure out for themselves what's going on.
Elizabeth WeinLook at me!โ I screeched. โLook at me, Amadeus von Linden, you sadistic hypocrite, and watch this time! Youโre not questioning me now, this isnโt your work, Iโm not an enemy agent spewing wireless code! Iโm just a minging Scots slag screaming insults at your daughter! So enjoy yourself and watch! Think of Isolde! Think of Isolde and watch!
Elizabeth Wein