Maryam

“To this day I vividly remember the smell and taste of everything we had. Soup first, the first delicious hot mouthful for almost twenty-four hours … it was crème d'asperge, and it came smocking-hot in brown earthenware bowls with handles like gnomes’ ears, and asparagus-tips bobbed and steamed on the creamy surface. With the soup came butter with the dew on it, and crusty rolls so new that where they lay on the plastic table-top there was a tiny dull patch of steam.

Phillippe revived to that soup as a fern revives to water. When his omelette arrived, a fluffy roll, crisped at the edges, from which mushrooms burst and spilled in their own rich gravy, he tackled it with an almost normal small-boys’ appetite. My own brand of weariness demanded something more solid and I had a stake. It came in a lordly dish with the butter still sizzling on its surface and the juices oozing pinky-brown through the mushrooms and tomatoes and tiny kidneys and the small mountain of crisply-fried onions … if filet mignon can be translated as darling steak this was the very sweetheart of its kind. By the time that adorable steak and I had become one flesh I could have taken on the whole Valmy clan single-handed.”
― Mary Stewart, NINE COACHES WAITING

“Alcohol is a crutch.” “Useful things, crutches,” drawled the Cobra. “Ever see anyone using a crutch they didn’t need?”
― Sarah Rees Brennan, Long Live Evil

“Perishing for love of Lia was one of the major causes of death in Eyam, up there with being eaten by monsters, torn apart by ghouls, and plague”
― Sarah Rees Brennan, Long Live Evil

“An anti-hero was just a villain with good PR”
― Sarah Rees Brennan, Long Live Evil