When I write this in bed, I can almost hear the echo of the wind over the sand, or the groans of wooden panels around me. I can almost smell the dustiness of the camel, taste the bitterness of saltbush.… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share Image
“You know, I think anybody who has a dream to do something, that dream will keep you warm in the coldest of nights. You know what I mean? When you're like most lonely... that dream needs to be nurtured and… — Tom Hardy Copy Share Image
