There's nothing I like more than meeting velvet clad peers while wrapped in a towel.

Life without a phone is riskier, lonelier, more vivid.

If you throw me out of this house, I shall sleep on the path outside. If you return to the Continent without me, I shall follow you. I will build a willow hut at your gate; I will sleep under your window; I will be waiting for you at your own front door.

Shame can kill the imagination. It's hard to keep writing in the face of cultural derision.

There's nothing I like more than meeting velvet clad peers while wrapped in a towel.

They were partners. She would always make impulsive decisions and he would make slow, reasoned ones. He would always be a little terrified that she would look at him with the scorn he saw in his mother's eyes. And she would always be a little terrified that he would look at her and not love her enough. In short, they were made for each other.

You’re the only one for me. I came back from the dead for you, Daisy. Twice.