““And this, even more wonderful and mysterious, is also true: when I read it, when I read what Julie's written, she is instantly alive again, whole and undamaged. With her words in my mind while I'm reading, she is as real as I am. Gloriously daft, drop-dead charming, full of bookish nonsense and foul language, brave and generous. She's right here . Afraid and exhausted, alone, but fighting . Flying in silver moonlight in a plane that can't be landed, stuck in the climb—alive, alive, ALIVE.””
