The reason Evie was special is that she had an Ability. The Ability had a capital A because it was a very important ability. She could communicate with animals.

Evie and the Animals

Matt Haig

Just when we think all the ladders between heaven and earth have fallen down we discover that our own heart, after all, has been the source of our greatest insights. That’s where all ladders start.

Doubts and Loves

Richard Holloway

I was a man, that much was clear. But, years after I became one, I still wondered what, exactly, that meant.

Amateur

Thomas Page McBee

The tarp and the hunting knife and the kettle frame and even Peppa's walking trainers all came in the post, all got on Amazon and all with the nicked cards Robert brought back with him and kept in the bedside drawer.

Sal

Mick Kitson

My problem is sex, or if it isn’t, sex hides the problem so completely that I don’t know what it is. I want revenge on a woman who is not real

1982, Janine

Alasdair Gray

It’s three o’clock in the morning and I can’t sleep, which is probably why I’m in that chair, not in bed. I’ve made a pot of dark roast coffee to clear my head and help me think . . . By nine o’clock in the morning I am being stunned by the serious weirdness of the universe.

Looking In the Distance

Richard Holloway

We only have three rules. No chewing gum. No talking. And if you die, it’s your own fault

Galloglass

Scarlett Thomas

Timing is everything...

When

Daniel H. Pink

I wanted to make stories and pictures. While writing or painting I forgot myself so completely that I did not want to be any different. I felt I was death’s equal.

Of Me and Others

Alasdair Gray

If you are near the sea, you hear it. The sea is loud, and it is always. The sound of its waves never stop their shushing and cracking on shingle and sand. The sea is eternally percussive, a natural heartbeat. Children are taught to listen out for the sound with a conch held up to the ear.

Salt On Your Tongue

Charlotte Runcie

By regretting the past or guessing the future, we end up missing the only life worth living: the one which proceeds from the here and now and deserves to be savoured.

A Brief History of Thought

Luc Ferry