In the end, it is my belief, words are the only things that can construct a world that makes sense.

Oh, God. What was happening to her, she was turning into a normal person.

I have been to the world's end and back and now I know what I would put in my bottom drawer .I would put my sisters.

She was a terrible mother, there was no doubt about it, but she didn't even have the strength to feel guilty.

What did you do when the worst thing that could happen to you had already happened - how did you live life then? You had to hand it to Theo Wyre, just carrying on living required a strength and courage that most people didn't have.

Everyone said, 'Well, you're very old for a first novel,' and I said, 'How do you write when you haven't lived? How do you write when you have no experience? How do you write straight out of university?

Time was a thief, he stole your life away from you and the only way you could get it back was to outwit him and snatch it right back.