She tried to focus on the element of riddle or at least puzzle contained in the letter and ignore the sense of doom that was sweeping through her like clouds rolling to the shore over open water.

Jack had been the love of her life and he was gone. It seemed now that there had never been bad times, though she knew that wasn’t true.

Vesta was so good with paperwork – you could hand her a file of drab, seemingly dull information and she’d construct a story from it worthy of a novel.

Didn’t young people care what the generation before them had achieved? And if not, why had everyone gone through those grim difficult wartime years?

It was nearly ten years since the peace though her memories of the war still felt fresh.

Covert operations relied on the unguarded slip, the unconscious choosing of one word over another.

The good thing about the aristocracy – German or English – was that they were easily traced, Mirabelle thought.

This investigation felt difficult, like driving in fog.

Mirabelle was always an enigma, and he had the sense that if he pushed her, she’d bolt.

Food in wartime Britain, she had to admit, was hardly inspiring.

A chap’s impending death has a way of focusing the mind.

Self-doubt is a persuasive mistress careful not to shag her or you’ll never get your balls back.” - Simon Hunt

Past tears are present strength.

Ransomware is more about manipulating vulnerabilities in human psychology than the adversary's technological sophistication

I feel rejecting rejection is one of the most crucial steps in getting past failure.

Nature can seem cruel, but she balances her books.

Ascetic spirituality is a symptom of the very disease which it intends to cure.

The amateur software engineer is always in search of magic.

God doesn't do the work for you; he does the work through you. It's not enough to look up; you must also look within.

I realize political credibility is important in this world,but it's more important to be faithful to God.

Love means knowing when to let go.