I guess there was a war going on somewhere in the world that night but it wasn't one that could touch us. — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
“Maybe he's lonely, she said, and I just looked at her wondering if she expected me to open a Home for the Socially Challenged… — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
I noticed that once you realize someone's watching you it's pretty hard not to find yourself watching them back. — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
Teenagers are very dark, I think. That's all the goth and emo stuff. They're experiencing a lot of stuff that adults experience, but in… — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
“Minden háború történetének van fordulópontja, és minden emberének is.” — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
She frowned at him. 'You are in love with solitude.' 'Is there a better cure for the world than solitude? — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
“He was a peculiar sight. Tears rolling down his face, shouting to drown the sound of the singing rabbit; he said he needed help,… — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
I love you. I'm madly in love with you. Well, madly obviously, given I'm mad as a mudlark. But you saved my life. I'd… — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
Although I've lived in England for more than twenty years, I still have a foreigner's passion for all the details of English history and… — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
My daughter is a fantastic travelling companion - she's totally organised, whereas I'm hopeless. — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
I'm constantly snatching my books out of the hands of precocious ten-year-olds who are simply too young to read them, despite parents insisting that… — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
“What else? A handful of hard white sugar lumps from the supply for the master's table. Sugar and cake and blood and pork. That's… — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
“Maybe we shouldn't be living this way, without grass and trees, and ducks, always under pressure, always trying to catch up, never enough time… — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
“Things Happen and once they start happening you pretty much just have to hold on for dear life and see where they drop you… — Meg Rosoff Copy Share Image
