“My mother may no longer be (if she ever was) a mast to which I can rope myself. But I fear the loss of Lesley. Without her observance, and her sturdy presence, I would feel windblown.” — Trevor Cole Copy Share Image
“My mother is a certainty. I can count on the watercolour pain in her voice when she calls to say she hasn't heard from… — Trevor Cole Copy Share Image
“My mother may no longer be (if she ever was) a mast to which I can rope myself. But I fear the loss of… — Trevor Cole Copy Share Image
“To live, fiction must be read, and to be read it must be enjoyed. Why do so many people talk about the number of… — Trevor Cole Copy Share Image
