And Thus Love Makes Fools Of Us

Even For A Girl Like Me, Then, There Comes A Day When She Can Stop Surviving And Start Living. To Survive, You Have To Look Good Or Talk Good. But To End Your Story Well-- Here Is The Truth-- You Have To Talk Yourself Out Of It.

I Was Carrying Two Cargoes. Yes, One Of Them Was Horror, But The Other One Was Hope.

People Wonder How They Are Ever Going To Change Their Lives, But Really It Is Frighteningly Easy.

My Paternal Grandmother Drove Ambulances During The Regional Blitz, In Birmingham.

I Think The Recent Cluster Of Wwii Novels Is So Good Because We Have Reached An Optimal Distance From The War. Just As A Lens Has Its Focal Length, The Novel Also Has Its Best Distance From The Action.