3 Quotes by Fiona Neill

Pictures never tell the whole story,” I say trying to be reassuring. “They’re a projection of how people want you to see them.

That was the wonderful thing about the alchemy of passion, the slightest gesture became something beautiful.

Maybe in the afterlife,’ I say, feeling sorry for him. ‘She’s my cadaver, Dad. And after today I can’t take her anywhere because I severed her optic nerve, so she’s got one eye hanging out. It’s not a good look.