23 Quotes by Ali Shaw

It was just her and Midas in here, tucked away from the world. Here she could turn quietly into glass, with only love to distract her.

Sometimes, just when she thought Seb was made out of wires and circuit boards, he came up with ideas so romantic that she wanted to throw her arms around him and bury a kiss in his hair. Were he only her little boy again, the one he had been not so many years ago, she would have done so there and then.

Dust particles panicked and swarmed in the light.

She sometimes wished she possessed the flawed kind of taste that drew girls to arseholes who wanted that one thing alone.

Writing is like going underwater – thank you for being there when I come back up.