Their love was something which coloured the air between them like sunlight. — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
It's a feeling which tells me that any woman can be beautiful in the eyes of a man who loves her. — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
“It's never too late to come home," he said, and pulled me gently, insistently toward him."All you have to do...is stop moving… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
“Those people who say that words have no power know nothing of the nature of words. Words, well placed, can end a… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
“There's also a lot of random stuff about poetry, flowers and lute music, plus kissing and cuddling (lots of this), wearing similar… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
“Food engages sight and sound and texture, not just scent and taste. And food is the most elementary expression of human connection;… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
“Most adults assume that the feelings of adolescence don't count, somehow, and that those searing passions of rage and hate and embarrassment… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
I first saw the island of Noirmoutier when I was two weeks old. I think it's probably safe to say that I… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
“There was something about total loyalty, uncritical devotion, endless patience, perpetual forgiveness and the general inability to believe that a loved one… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
“Why can't they see, mon père? Why can't they see what the woman is doing to us? Breaking down our community spirit,… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
“This is something different again. A feeling of peace. The feeling you get when a recipe turns out perfectly right, a perfectly… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
Everything comes home, my mother used to say; every word spoken, every shadow cast, every footprint in the sand. It can't be helped; it's… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
“For a moment something almost as rare as the sight that they had just witnessed occurred: Loki was totally lost for words.” — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
“There's no such thing as a trivial thing. Everything costs; it all adds up until finally the balance shifts and we're gone again, back… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
“Work. Like pain, I sensed that this was an experience I would want to avoid as often as possible.” — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
And so Nat stood up and joined the group, and followed, and watched, and awaited his chance as the light of Chaos lit the… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
I could do with a bit more excess. From now on I'm going to be immoderate--and volatile--I shall enjoy loud music and lurid poetry.… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
“Better a king in the gutter,' he said, 'than a slave in an emperor's place” — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
I was convinced I'd hate Twitter - but I've come to like it very much. I use it mostly to keep in touch with… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
I let it go. It's like swimming against the current. It exhausts you. After a while, whoever you are, you just have to let… — Joanne Harris Copy Share Image
