There Are No Wrong Decisions ― Only

There's A Lot About Discovering Who You Are And How Difficult That Is. And It Never Stops.

Evie Didn’t Mind Yelling, But She Hated Feeling Judged. It Got Under Her Skin And Made Her Feel Small And Ugly And Unfixable.

True Affection And Love Have A Purity Which Shall Always Prevail Over Bigotry.

Truth Casts A Spell Of Its Own.

A Man Bumps Me On His Busy Way Without So Much As An Apology. But That Is All Right. I Forgive You, Busy Man About Town With The Sharp Elbows. Hail And Farewell To You! For I, Gemma Doyle, Am To Have A Splendid Christmas In London Town. All Shall Be Well. God Rest Us Merry Gentlemen. And Gentlewomen.