“Autumn knocks on the window. I pull back the sliding doors and let it in. Lights from the meat market flicker and car lights streak the gloom. Overhead the pulse of aeroplane wings replaces the stars. The flat is quiet.… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
“... I wrote about ... my childhood, when dreams were small and attainable for all. When sweets were a penny and god was a rabbit.” — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
“Autumn knocks on the window. I pull back the sliding doors and let it in. Lights from the meat market flicker and car lights… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
“The first thing we need to find,' said Mr Golan, 'is a reason to live'. ... 'Without a reason, why bother? Existence needs purpose:… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
“You said I could be anything I wanted when I was older', I said. She smiled and said, 'And you can be. But it's… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
“He started to do that, started to inform me of everything; the inconsequential, the meaningful; conversations that ended in a cul-de-sac of unanswerable rhetoric.… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
“[My mum] was always like that: grateful for life itself. Her glass was not only half full, it was gold plated with a permanent… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
“It was the final chapter of his breakdown, the moment when his glass drained of everything, and its emptiness awaited only for choices to… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
“There's something about first love, isn't there? she said. It's untouchable to those who played no part in it. But it's the measure of… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
Memories no matter how small or inconsequential are the pages that define us. — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
“And I wonder what the sound of a heart breaking might be. And I think it might be quiet, unperceptively so, and not dramatic… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image
“I'd been feeling like this for a while, the continual looking back, the stuckness of it all. I blamed it on the coming New… — Sarah Winman Copy Share Image