“My alter egos have changed a lot over the years. When I was a child, I was a black horse called Storm. Whinnying and jumping over bamboo poles in the garden took up pretty much my entire childhood.” YearsChildrenBlackChildhoodChangedEgoGardenHorseStormJumpingAlter EgoBamboo Author:Romola Garai
“It was a cold hard easterly morning when he latched the garden gate and turned away. The light snowfall which had feathered his schoolroom windows on the Thursday, still lingered in the air, and was falling white, while the wind blew black.” StillsHardLightFallBlackNatureWhiteMorningAirWindColdGardenWindowGatesThursdaySnowfall Book:Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated) Source: Delphi Complete Works of Charles Dickens (Illustrated)