But you know it was here? In this house? Aurelius shoved his hands into the depths of his pockets. His shoulders tightened. I wouldn’t expect other people to understand. I haven’t got any proof. But I...
But there was more. Did she know I had noticed? I had made no outward sign. But I had noticed. Today Miss Winter had said I.
But only when it was too late did they realize the price they must pay for escaping their destiny. Every Happy Ever After was tainted. Fate, at first so amenable, so reasonable, so open to negotiation...
Avete presente quando cominciate a leggere un nuovo libro prima che la membrana di quello precedente abbia avuto il tempo di richiudersi dietro di voi? Quando lasciate il vecchio libro avete idee, arg...
At last, after all the tale telling and all the yarn spinning, after the smoke screens and the trick mirrors and the double bluffs, I knew.
At first the boys were puzzled by illness. They looked at their father from the other side of a wall of pain, bewildered that their father stood writing in his book, when he had only to reach over the...
Anyone would think you’d seen a ghost!
All my unsaid words went back to wherever they had been all these years.
All children mythologize their birth. It is a universal trait. You want to know someone? Heart, mind and soul? Ask him to tell you about when he was born. What you get won’t be the truth; it will be a...
After a great many questions I eventually ascertained that he is suffering from some kind of disorder of the mind. Is there anything more sorrowful than a brain whose proper function has been disrupte...
A curtain was drawn back in every man's inner theater and their storytelling minds got to work.
When people are expecting to see nothing that is usually what they see.
Undid my knitting. All those little knots that you make one after another, row by row, to knit a sock, I undid them. It’s easy. Take the needles out, a little tug and they just fall apart. One after a...
The price they must pay for escaping their destiny.
Side by side, together and miles apart, we are deep in our books.
Regretted that he had to comfort me for his own loss.
My hunger for books was constant.
Just ’cause a thing’s impossible don’t mean it can’t happen.
Her fear of action was overtaken by her fear of inaction.
Followed the thread of his voice in the air.