There's a market for mysteries for adults. That feeling of opening a book and delving inside and not coming out until you've closed the book.

The world was an awfully large place and it wasn't easy to find a person who'd gone missing sixty years earlier, even if that person was oneself.

...which fairy-tale princess ever chose her maid over her prince?

Hope's one thing, expectation's quite another.

He had the vague sense of standing on a threshold, the crossing of which would change everything.

You'll beat this. I know it doesn't feel like it, but you will. You're a survivor." "I don't want to survive it." "I know that, too," Nell had said. "And it's fair enough. But sometimes we don't have a choice.

Happiness in life is not a given, it must be seized.