"Who would remember them once they'd gone?"
"Love will grow."
“The tricky thing about mazes is that you don't know if you've chosen the right path until the very end."
“Being a heterosexual woman who loved men meant being a translator for their emotions, a palliative nurse for their pride and a hostage negotiator for their egos.”
“Though we longed not to be lonely, we also feared the pain it would take us to be brought out of our lonely states. And after that fear, could we be guaranteed that we would never be returned to a state of loneliness again? We could not.”
"I am writing this account, in another man's book, by candlelight, inside the belly of a fish. I have been eaten."
Poetry anthology about loss, addiction and the death of a parent.
7 of my favourite ghost books to get you in the spooky-spirit...
"It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single woman of childbearing age must be in want of a husband"
Email exchanges between two brothers having a rather different experience of the South African bush...