“ Memories come back, pressing in on you, like ghost faces in the darkness pushing up the glass, trying to get into the lit room. Julia Green
“ You're not really in control, not with this falling-for-people stuff. You don't plan who you're going to fall in love with. It's all random - chance accidents of time and place. Julia Green
“ I don't believe in the white spectre-type of ghosts you get in stories, but what if ghosts are something else? Like memories somehow caught and trapped in time, released by being in certain places whe… Julia Green
“ There are lots of different ways grown-ups disappear. It's lonely being the one left behind. Julia Green
“ That's what memory is like: layers, one overlapping another, and compacting down the way old leaves slowly crumble and turn to a rich peaty soil, nourishing the new things that will grow. It's why it'… Julia Green
“ What i realise now is that the story actually did have a happy ending: the children came back. In spite of everything the adults did to them, the children found their own way home, their pockets full… Julia Green
“ But you still need the two: the dark and the light. You can't see one without the other. Julia Green
