Then he gave her a kiss on the forehead that felt like a baptism and she wept like a baby.
Zadie SmithI don't keep any copies of my books in the house - they go to my mum's flat. I don't like them around.
Zadie SmithToday, writing seems to me like an incredible luxury, almost a perversity, something which hardly exists in the world anymore, where you get to see the fruits of your actions in a daily way.
Zadie Smith