Siobhan Dowd

has it ever occurred to you that where there is no anger, there is also no love?

The studying, the books, exams, arguments, theories. The jokes and pints, laughter, kisses and songs ...

What goes up, must come down... Mustn't it?

Knowledge can be like the skin on the surface of the water in a pond, or it can go all the way down ...

Death is not a reaper, like they say, nor even a friend. It is a dark, fierce water, an inundation.