4 Quotes by Kathryn Hughes

They're just weeds, love, they don't belong anywhere.' Her granddaughter stuck out her bottom lip and furrowed her brow.'That doesn't seem very nice. Everything belongs somewhere.

Women do not always have to write about women, or gay men about gay men. Indeed, something good and new might happen if they did not.

It was the small things she took pleasure in. The faint hum of a huge furry bumble bee busily flitting from one flower to another, oblivious to the fact that it was completing a task on which the entire human race depended.

As she voiced all this out loud for the first time, she found a long-buried inner strength, and with it a conviction that her sanity and indeed her very survival depended on her walking away.