“The others moved in like a wake of vultures, ready to devour their prey. she had seen it on television once. 'Scavengers,' Tatinek called them. They swoop in and feed off the carcasses of animals that are too weak to… — F.C. Malby Copy Share Image
“He nodded, looking across the room at the sea of photographers and journalists. The microphones spread around him like birds waiting to be fed.” — F.C. Malby Copy Share
“To Jana's mind everybody seemed happy to see BAbichka and resisted returning her, like a misplaced package sent to the wrong address. It was… — F.C. Malby Copy Share
“As the sun lowered into the city's skyline, casting an orange glow over the islands, Jana could feel people's hopes rising.” — F.C. Malby Copy Share
“Find your passion, keep hope steadfast in your mind, then sacrifice everything.” — F.C. Malby Copy Share
“The others moved in like a wake of vultures, ready to devour their prey. she had seen it on television once. 'Scavengers,' Tatinek called… — F.C. Malby Copy Share
“I don't know, Benes. I'm not sure I've ever really understood women for that kind of commitment.' He flipped his beer mat up int… — F.C. Malby Copy Share
“Don't ever let anyone tell you that things can't be changed, that things can't be done. The can and they will, if we are… — F.C. Malby Copy Share
“The lines in the corners of her eyes spoke of years of wisdom, as a tree with the number of rings increasing with each… — F.C. Malby Copy Share
“One word was the method by which the state collected their information. They could reel in the informants and spread them out like tentacles,… — F.C. Malby Copy Share
“9 November 1989. A day nobody would forget. She had heard rumours about the wall.” — F.C. Malby Copy Share
“I couldn't bring myself to ask Matka why they had taken him. She pretended that he'd gone away on business. I pretended I knew… — F.C. Malby Copy Share
“The sublime beauty was almost hidden withing the castle walls. She believed that the treasured things in life were often hard to find -… — F.C. Malby Copy Share
“Mr Martinek turned back to Jana. 'Thirty-eight per cent alcohol, sixty-two per cent fire - all the way from Karlovy Vary.” — F.C. Malby Copy Share
