That, my dear, is what makes a character interesting, their secrets.

Reluctance to begin is quick to befriend procrastination. . . .

The girl in the mirror caught my eye briefly...It is an uncanny feeling, that rare occasion when one catches a glimpse of oneself in repose. An unguarded moment, stripped of artifice, when one forgets to fool even oneself.

You must learn to know the difference between tales and the truth, my Liza, she would say. Fairy tales have a habit of ending too soon. They never show what happens afterwards when the prince and princess ride off the page.

But everyone's an expert with the virtue of hindsight . . . .

But happiness ... happiness grows at our own firesides," she said. "It is not to be picked in strangers' gardens." ~ The House at Riverton

Time had a way of moulding people into shapes they themselves no longer recognised.