Dear Complete and Utter Stranger, The first thing that I have to say is that I hate oatmeal. I really hate it. And you know what? If you like oatmeal at all? I mean even the tiniest bit? I mean,… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share Image
The Irish people didn't get on that well with each other either. They hated the Catholics, was the main issue, as I see. You… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
“As if Riley and Amelia were lions, and we were a menage a trois of lively, prancing deer.” — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
Brookfield High School. How may I direct your call? No, sir, this is not a waste- disposal unit, I'm afraid you have the wrong… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
“Ah, even sitting here on my front porch, looking out over the fields, there's a part of me aches to see him walking. To… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
My father, I never knew, except for this one time when he threw a ball and told me to go fetch it. "Dad," I… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
I love her bare legs from a distance. When she's standing by a pool. When she's facing the water, thinking. Her legs are white… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
I saw your name in lights last night. It's the middle of the night, and I can't sleep, thinking all my trumpeting thoughts, and… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
“She's always getting into trouble because she gets bored really really easily. [...] My mum says it's because Celia has an attention span the… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
“Who knows if all our brains are inventing the same thing? I mean, how do we know that the thing YOUR eyes see and… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
You do know the answers to most of your problems. Somewhere deep inside, you know. — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
“I never saw anything like it. He was like the bit in the movie where Tom Cruise is a lawyer and he's decided he's… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
“Dear Amelia, I hear there are giant jellyfish in the Arctic, tentacles longer than train carriages. Haystacks fly over cities in whirlwinds, and fish… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
I was just peeling some potatoes for dinner and they all looked like crisp white potatoes until I cut them in half. Every single… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
“When she got back from taking Cassie to school Fancy knew that she ought to be working on her wilderness romance. She had promised… — Jaclyn Moriarty Copy Share
