We expressed love for this dog by ... knowing without showing that we cared for him.

..As always, she was carrying the washing. Rudy was carrying two buckets of cold water, or as he put it, two buckets of future ice.

You don't shoot a dog when it is already dead.

I try hard and aim big. People can hate or love my books but they can never accuse me of not trying.

It would then be brought abruptly to an end, for the brightness had shown suffering the way.

an expression of surprise falls from her face, though she's trying to keep it. it breaks off and she seems to catch it and fidget with it in her hands.

I only know that all of those people would have sensed me that night, excluding the youngest of the children. I was the suggestion. I was the advice, my imagined feet walking into the kitchen and down the corridor.