“Growing up and growing old. Playing. Exploring. Like Pooh and Piglet. And then like the Famous Five. And then like Heidi and Anne of Green Gables. And then like Pandora, opening the great big box of the world and not… — M.R. Carey Copy Share Image
“Loyalty is just the wheels on the bus ... meaning that it keeps things moving but it's neutral when it comes to the direction… — M.R. Carey Copy Share Image
“Pretending not to see would, she believes, take her past some point of no return, past the event horizon of hypocrisy into a black… — M.R. Carey Copy Share Image
“I love you, Miss Justineau. I’ll be a god or a Titan for you, and save you.” — M.R. Carey Copy Share Image
“The universe was a badly written soap opera where every plot twist strained credibility just that little bit further.” — M.R. Carey Copy Share Image
“Some things become true simply by being spoken. When she said to the little girl “I’m here for you”, the architecture of her mind,… — M.R. Carey Copy Share Image
“fine, dark grey strands. Like plague-flavoured candy floss, Justineau thinks.” — M.R. Carey Copy Share Image
“This isn’t life. It’s something that’s playing out in its own self-contained subroutine.” — M.R. Carey Copy Share Image
“you can't save people from the world. There's nowhere else to take them.” — M.R. Carey Copy Share Image
“She's in the club. The hopelessly-outnumbered-and-surrounded-by-monsters club.” — M.R. Carey Copy Share Image
“She already misses Miss J, even though they’re still together. She doesn’t think she’ll ever love anyone else quite this much.” — M.R. Carey Copy Share Image
“It rains on the just and the unjust. Nothing you can do but turn your collar up.” — M.R. Carey Copy Share Image
