I carry thoughts of you like my own personal constellation. How far away you are, my dearest friend, but no farther than those fixed stars in my soul.

“Here, I’ll read his explanation. ‘Your success in capturing the heart of Lord W…”

“I grasp reality, but sometimes I like to choke it into submission.”

“Books are expensive. So are nice houses with gardens. Has it occurred to you th…”

“No,” Lillian said frankly. “But much as I hate to admit it, that puts us in a m…”