We are a sensational team.

Incredible what slender threads you begin to hang your hopes on.

Maddie took the top of her egg off. The hot bright yolk was like summer sun breaking through cloud. The first daffodil in the snow. A gold sovereign wrapped in a white silk handkerchief. She dipped her spoon in it and licked it.

Careless talk costs lives.

I sometimes think young people are not given nearly enough credit for their ability to appreciate literary flourish.

It's like being in love, discovering your best friend.

I think as readers we put ourselves in the protagonist's place because we want to be like that person. That's why sometimes we don't like protagonists who aren't all that nice; we want to relate to the protagonist.