his thumbs ran over my cheeks. Our foreheads touched. My dreamscape scorched. He set fire to the poppies — Samantha Shannon Copy Share Image
I do not know what I can do for this world but I will not let any harm come to you — Samantha Shannon Copy Share Image
J. K. Rowling is one of my favourite authors, and I really admire how she created this big wizarding world. But I think our… — Samantha Shannon Copy Share Image
Not all of us know what we are. Some of us die without ever knowing. Some of us know, and never get caught. But… — Samantha Shannon Copy Share Image
I've been writing since I was about thirteen but didn't start a book until 2007. I spent four years writing a sci-fi novel before… — Samantha Shannon Copy Share Image
Writing a novel is like knocking on a door that will never open. You are so desperate to get in, you will say or… — Samantha Shannon Copy Share Image
I was a shy child, and when I was 13, I started wearing braces on my teeth. I used to be acutely self-conscious, and… — Samantha Shannon Copy Share Image
I was not a rebellious teenager. I was a sit-in-your-room teenager. — Samantha Shannon Copy Share Image
“I thought of all the years I had spent thinking about him, wondering if he would ever come back to me. And I thought… — Samantha Shannon Copy Share Image
“I am not your queen,' Sabran whispered over her skin, 'but I am yours.” — Samantha Shannon Copy Share Image
I know what I want to achieve in each book and the major points, but I don't plan right down to the chapters. I… — Samantha Shannon Copy Share Image
