Any time spent not listening to or thinking about bad news was almost like being happy.
— Trevor Cole (Practical Jean)
Jean lifted the shovel over Dorothy’s head, knowing that what she was doing she was doing because she loved her friend, because she had been taught by terrible experience that to leave old age to chance was to open your arms to the dragon’s fire, to let the flames lick at will. And the flames were terrible, they were merciless, and they consumed life’s beauty first.
— Trevor Cole (Practical Jean)
You might think this is a rather horrible and depraved sort of story. But that’s because you’re a nice person.
— Trevor Cole (Practical Jean)
