“Georgia tutted under her breath. 'I'm loud sometimes,' she said, thinking So bloody what if I'm quiet - what's the thing about it?” — Diana Evans Copy Share Image
“Georgia tutted under her breath. 'I'm loud sometimes,' she said, thinking So bloody what if I'm quiet - what's the thing about it?” — Diana Evans Copy Share Image
“For home had a way of shifting, of changing shape and temperature. Home was homeless. It could exist anywhere, because its only substance was… — Diana Evans Copy Share Image
“Georgia had felt the colours and the rain, but she would not miss here. And there was something lost. The now-ness of things. It… — Diana Evans Copy Share Image
“the future has already happened, just like the past. And one day you will see that there are no answers, only the places we… — Diana Evans Copy Share Image
“Home was homeless. It could exist anywhere, because its only substance was familiarity.” — Diana Evans Copy Share Image
“I needed somewhere that wasn't bad. I wanted to be light and happy like you, and I wanted never for you to see the… — Diana Evans Copy Share Image
“It’s hard to think about nothing. I’ve tried it. You end up thinking about everything and getting stressed out. It’s best to just think… — Diana Evans Copy Share Image
