“Children, Hadley thinks to herself, children are more civilised than this gang on the sauce.”

“But writers and their woes: they couldn't be parted. Not for anything.”

“She kissed him but he didn't seem to recognize it.”

“The hangover: such a cure, she thinks, for overthinking.”

“Talents too many, not enough of any.”

“The longer I don't write, the more I hurt.”

“I think parks like these are the best places to people-watch. The diversity of people here is really cool and, again I find myself wondering what they're doing and why they're here and who they're ...”

“Always do right. This will gratify some people and astonish the rest.- Mark Twain”

“It was October 2001 and I lived in New York City. I was twenty two. I, like many of my female friends, suffered from a strange combination of post 9/11 anxiety and height of Sex and the City anxiet...”

“Paris was all so... Parisian. I was captivated by the wonderful wrongness of it all - the unfamiliar fonts, the brand names in the supermarket, the dimensions of the bricks and paving stones. Child...”

“Oh, well, it might look like a patterned world, laid out in prim design, but to those living there it could never be so simple. They were as alive as she: that old peasant contriving to outwit the ...”

“I knew how severe I had been and how bad things had been. The one who is doing his work and getting satisfaction from it is not the one who poverty bothers.”