Whatever happens to you, embrace it, the good and the bad equally. Death is just one more thing to be embraced. - Kate Atkinson

The plot thickens,” he said, and wished he hadn’t said that because it sounded like something from a bad detective novel. “I think we have a suspect.” That didn’t sound much better. “My house has just exploded, by the way.” At least that was novel.

As you got older and time went on, you realized that the distinction between truth and fiction didn’t really matter because eventually everything disappeared into the soupy, amnesiac mess of history. Personal or political, it made no difference.

She was a terrible mother, there was no doubt about it, but she didn't even have the strength to feel guilty.