I wanted to be an actor. My parents were not too keen on that.

But that was in the days when they expected perils to come from without, and nothing made less sense by that time than a survival room buried in a house itself becoming one big coffin.

She wanted a book to take her places she couldn't get to herself.

I always work in a room where there's no Internet to keep from being distracted so easily.

He remained heartbroken, which meant one of two things: either his love was pure and true and earthshakingly significant; or he was addicted to feeling forlorn, he liked being heartbroken.

So do boys and men announce their intentions. They cover you like a sarcophagus lid. And call it love.

She understood that her heart operated on its own instructions, that she had no control over it or, indeed, anything else.