When I got up this morning the sea was full of sun pennies - and now it all seems to be covered in lemon scrim. Writers ought to live far inland or next to the city dump, if they are ever to get any work one. Or perhaps they need to be stronger-minded than I am.

He had no imagination either-fatal for one engaged in child-rearing

I have gone to [this bookshop] for years, always finding the one book I wanted - and then three more I hadn’t known I wanted.

I much prefer whining to counting my blessings.

Naturally curly hair is a curse, and don't ever let anyone tell you different.

Moses: God or crowd control?!?

We read books, talked books, argued over books and became dearer and dearer to one another.