We're All Confused, Samantha. We All Need

You Panicked". Venetia's Voice Is Suddenly Throbbing, As Though She Can't Control A Long-buried Anger. "you Panicked, Luke, And We Lost The Best Relationship That We Had. Everyone Was Jealous Of Us At Cambridge, Everyone. We Were Perfect Together." We Weren't Perfect!" He Looks At Her Incredulously. "and I Didn't Panic---" You Did! You Couldn't Cope With The Commitment! It Frightened You!" It Did Not Frighten Me!" Luke Shouts, Exasperated. "it Made Me Realize You Weren't The Person I Wanted To Have Children With. Or Spend The Rest Of My Life With. Ever. And That's Why I Ended It!

I've Never Written A Children's Book, But When People Meet Me For The First Time And I Say I Write Books, They Invariably Reply, 'children's Books?' Maybe It's Something About My Face.

But Sometimes You Have To Be Brave. Sometimes You Have To Show People What's Important In Life.

The Thing With Giving Up Is You Never Know. You Never Know Whether You Could Have Done The Job. And I'm Sick Of Not Knowing About My Life.

My Childhood Was Spent Embracing One Literary Heroine After Another. I Identified Passionately With Each One And Would Slavishly Imitate Them.