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What do the monsters we conjure tell us about ourselves?
What must happen for evil to get a grip on a person, or on a country, and what does it take to defeat it?
Why do people choose to believe lies even on scant or non...
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“Suffering Saints, what savagery!
“Then I shall die in this room,” said Lady Eslanda calmly, “or, perhaps — who knows? — in the bathroom.”
She tried to find comfort in the idea that, being no longer earthbound, her parents could live anywhere, including in her own heart, and that she must keep their memories alive inside her, like a flame.
Tonight, though, Daisy wished that she too believed in a monster in the marsh, rather than in the human wickedness she’d seen staring out of Lord Spittleworth’s eyes.
tears can heal a mind, as well as laughter.
Lies upon lies upon lies. Once you started lying, you had to continue, and then it was like being captain of a leaky ship, always plugging holes in the side to stop yourself sinking.
