Why do you write?' Because I love words and stories so much. Because I would be grief stricken every day of my life if I couldn't write. Because I'm obsessed and compelled. Because I'd be utterly useless at anything else.

Men are the weak ones, luv. Didn't you know? Oh, you make a lot of noise, but its the women who are strong. Where it counts. In 'ere.

I just love historical fiction.

There is a ghost here. A lonely, heartbroken spirit. The ghost of everything that could've been and never was.

The more obscure our tastes, the greater the proof of our genius.

Be careful what you show the world. You never know when the wolf is watching.

Turn away. From the darkness, the madness, the pain. Open your eyes and look at the light.