“Amelia envisaged that between York and the royal-infested Scottish Highlands there was a grimy wasteland of derelict cranes and abandoned mills and… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“She fed him scraps from her ragbag because words were all that were left now. Perhaps he could use them to pay… — Kate Atkinson Copy Share Image
“This responsiveness had nothing to do with that flabby impressionability which is dignified under the name of the “creative temperament”—it was an… — F Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image