3 Quotes by Helen Cross

Her words were like tinfoil; they shone and they covered things up.

If you are lucky enough to find somewhere you want to be, then you should be there.

I thought how money was like food. The smell, the way it came in portions, how badly you needed it. How hungry you got for it, that acidic longing which burned and sickened in your stomach. Firm muscular control was needed over food and money. Money could kill you, wanting and needing it and fighting its power.