She could give herself up to the written word as naturally as a good dancer to music or a fine swimmer to water. The only difficulty was that after finishing the last sentence she was left with a feeling at… — Jean Rhys Copy Share Image
“Ned Parminter was in love. He assumed it must be love, because it felt like indigestion – or, to be frank, Irritable Bowel Syndrome – but in a good way.” — Andrew Marr Copy Share Image
