“I couldn't tell what colour her eyes were. They were wet and dark and shining, like pools of deep, still water. For a second I thought I could see pictures in them, like I was looking right inside her to… — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
“... and all we knew about her that we didn't know the night before was that she had eyes like pansies and skin like the moon.” — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
I wasn't going to let things happen to me any more. I was going to make them happen. — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
Then I kissed Max because I loved him, and everyone I had ever loved before had gone away and I had never kissed them… — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
Books are many things: lullabies for the weary, ointment for the wounded, armour for the fearful and nests for those in need of a… — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
“I saw pearls in her mouth and the velvet cushion of her tongue and I heard the magic words come out of her.” — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
“Sometimes it's better to live without a mother than not to live at all.” — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
“I couldn't tell what colour her eyes were. They were wet and dark and shining, like pools of deep, still water. For a second… — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
“... and all we knew about her that we didn't know the night before was that she had eyes like pansies and skin like… — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
“I looked at her moonskin face her pansy eyes and her cobweb hair and I knew I would go on giving her one last… — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
“I didn't understand right away what she meant. But her words soaked through my skull like warm oil, behind my eyes, down my spine… — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
Running away was easy; not knowing what to do next was the hard part. — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
“It's like waking up and finding there's a war on. Nothing's the way it used to be and it's difficult to get your balance.… — Glenda Millard Copy Share Image
