People think me a sort of Florence Nightingale, but I have no heroic qualities. I simply donโt feel very much.
Franny BillingsleyOur English monarchs are so unimaginative,โ said Eldric. โThey execute people in such tediously conventional ways.
Franny BillingsleyYou mind your tongue!โ โOh, I do,โ I said. โI sharpen it every evening on your name.
Franny BillingsleyYes, I'm shallow, I don't mind admitting it. Perhaps I should admit that there's no end to the depths of my shallowness.
Franny BillingsleyThe handkerchief dabbed at my forehead. 'Ouch! You'll have a fine-looking bruise tomorrow.' 'Then you'll be able to distinguish me from Rose.' The handkerchief paused. 'I could tell you apart from the beginning. You're quite different to each other, you know.' Perhaps he could tell, in the obvious ways. The odd one was Rose; the other odd one was Briony.
Franny BillingsleyIt is true that I can trip over anything and nothing โ a speck of dust, a patch of sunlight, an idea. I move through life like a person with one eye, through a landscape that looks flat, but is really tricked out with hidden depths and shallows. It didnโt use to be so, but no matter. I navigate the world well enough in my own way.
Franny Billingsley