I’d rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.

Magnus had been alive hundreds of years himself, and yet the simplest things could turn a day into a jewel, and a succession of days into a glittering chain that went on and on. Here...

Sometimes, the simple things are more fun and meaningful than all the banquets in the world …

What a happy woman I am living in a garden, with books, babies, birds, and flowers, and plenty of leisure to enjoy them! Yet my town acquaintances look upon it as imprisonment, and I don’t...

A crisp roast chicken would set the world aright.

I love that you get cold when it’s 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above...

…Tea. There is nothing saner than tea, he thought. … Tea was the great leveler. It brought calm, quiet, contentment, warmth. And it was something to do. …..Tea– so normal, so mundane, so hot……The heat...

A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.

I drank, sucking the blood out of the holes, experiencing for the first time since infancy the special pleasure of sucking nourishment, the body focused with the mind upon one vital source.

It was as if I had only just been able to see colours and shapes for the first time. I was so enthralled with the buttons on Lestat’s black coat that I looked at nothing...