Nina

“There was no room in London to stretch the sinews and muscles and skin, not enough clean air to refresh her lungs with gulping breaths. There was no big sky on which to rest her eyes, just a crushing grey smudge. It was impossible to find a clear path for more than a minute before it became blocked by children's buggies and bikes on the pavement and dogs on leads; by workmen endlessly digging up roads; by 4X4s squeezing through the narrow paths left by the workmen.”
― Louise Millar, Playdate

“There are three rules for writing a novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are.”
― W. Somerset Maugham

“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

“The pinup girl, Betty Grable, sprayed her bare butt and breasts with hairspray until they were wet. That way the top and bottom of her swimsuit
stayed glued where she wanted. Hairspray inside your high heels works the same way.”
― Chuck Palahniuk, Snuff