Doesn't matter what language you speak or what clothes you wear. Some things don't change. Families. Friends. Lovers. They're the same in every city in every country in every continent of the world. — Annabel Pitcher Copy Share Image
“I am not going to make small talk with the enemy, let's be clear about that.' - ppg 31” — Annabel Pitcher Copy Share Image
“My heart is your heart," she whispers, and wow that takes my breath away, this line from my childhood that she always used to… — Annabel Pitcher Copy Share Image
“But my parents let me drift. My head was too easily turned by what else was out there. I always knew I wanted something bigger, something better, but I should have knuckled down. My parents should have made me knuckle down. They were too lenient." - Jack to Tessa about his education; ppg 116” — Annabel Pitcher Copy Share
Sometimes when I wake up, I forget that she's gone and then I remember and my heart drops like it does when you miss… — Annabel Pitcher Copy Share Image
“{Numbers are more my thing}. Life is confusing and the only place where two plus two ever equals four is in a Maths lesson.… — Annabel Pitcher Copy Share Image
“I swallowed all the doubt and all the disappointment and all the anger and they were almost too big, like vitamin pills that are… — Annabel Pitcher Copy Share Image
I stared up at the sky and raised my middle finger, just in case God was watching. I don't like being spied on. — Annabel Pitcher Copy Share Image
If envy is red and doubt is black then happiness is brown. I looked from the little brown stone to the tiny brown freckle… — Annabel Pitcher Copy Share Image
“I never realised there was so much of it,' Sandra muttered. 'Hours. I feel every minute.” — Annabel Pitcher Copy Share Image
“I like winter and I like the dark and I like cats and I like the rain and I like walking up mountains and… — Annabel Pitcher Copy Share Image
“But lions aren't tame, Jack used to say. They're dangerous, Tess. They roar. But you wouldn't listen. You saw a car. Jack saw the King of the Jungle. But that's folk for you. It wouldn't do for us all to be identical, would it?" - Gran to Tess; ppg 67” — Annabel Pitcher Copy Share
