... People Who'd Led Dull

I Probably Coughed Self-pityingly In Response, Little Aware That I Was About To Cross A Tremendous Threshold Beyond Which There Would Be No Return, That In My Hands I Held An Object Whose Simple Appearance Belied Its Profound Power. All True Readers Have A Book, A Moment, Like The One I Describe, And When Mum Offered Me That Much-read Library Copy Mine Was Upon Me.

Hope's One Thing, Expectation's Quite Another.

Sometimes, Edie, A Person's Feelings Aren't Rational. At Least, They Don't Seem That Way On The Surface. You Have To Dig A Little Deeper To Understand What Lies At The Base

Time Had A Way Of Moulding People Into Shapes They Themselves No Longer Recognised.

Mother Didn't Understand That Children Aren't Frightened By Stories; That Their Lives Are Full Of Far More Frightening Things Than Those Contained In Fairy Tales.