The Keepsake

The heart makes its choices without weighing the consequences. It doesn't look ahead to the lonely nights that follow.

I believe one has to get one's hand dirty or you're nothing but a hobbyist.

Always pay attention to your dreams, her mother had taught her. They’re voices telling you what you already know, whispering advice you haven’t yet heeded.

Gin and cheese, she thought as she refilled her drink. All the necessary food groups for a melancholy woman.

Sometimes, thought Jane, the person who could make you happiest is the one you overlook, the one who waits patiently in the wings.

That was the day she learned she was the daughter of a lioness.

We could show them the most exquisite Ming vase, or a carved ivory screen from Persia, and they’d turn their backs and go straight for the human remains.