“All the words I had prepared turned coward and fled my mind like conscripts deserting a battlefield.” — Nancy Springer Copy Share Image
“Dimly, with her burning heart more than her mind, she began to understand why she had always liked gay men. They suffered, were persecuted, they were outsiders in a world where studbuck male heteros held all the power, they did… — Nancy Springer Copy Share Image
I hope that the kind reader recognises this as a despairing attempt at humour. — Nancy Springer Copy Share Image
“Stop it,' he whispered. Hid lidded eyes winced. His hands faltered up to cover his face. Dusty did not stop. 'If I'd known you-if… — Nancy Springer Copy Share Image
Confound my genteel upbringing! I could not think of any name foul enough to call him. — Nancy Springer Copy Share Image
“All the words I had prepared turned coward and fled my mind like conscripts deserting a battlefield.” — Nancy Springer Copy Share Image
“He was just a sixteen-year old boy who had been killed, a kid whose photo had been in the paper, a kid who would… — Nancy Springer Copy Share Image
“Dimly, with her burning heart more than her mind, she began to understand why she had always liked gay men. They suffered, were persecuted,… — Nancy Springer Copy Share Image
“Three mysteries are grasped by no man: The mistletoe green between earth and sky, The sadness in a maiden’s smile, The runes shaped by… — Nancy Springer Copy Share Image
“To her, everything is beautiful in its own way, and everyone is a friend just waiting for her. And somehow it works for her.” — Nancy Springer Copy Share Image
