“ His sympathy made tears spring to Lina's eyes. Doon looked startled for a moment, and then he took a step toward her and wrapped his arms around her. He gave her a squeeze so quick and tight that it m… Jeanne DuPrau
“ His vision of the future, already shadowed by anxiety, had just grown several shades darker. Jeanne DuPrau
“ What was the power that turned the worm into a moth? It was greater than any power the Builders had had, he was sure of that. The power that ran the city of Ember was feeble by comparison... Jeanne DuPrau
“ They lifted their faces to the astonishing warmth. The sky arched over them, a pale, clear blue. Lina felt as though a lid that had been on her all her life had been lifted off. Light and air rushed t… Jeanne DuPrau
“ Lina looked out at the lighted streets spreading away in every direction, the streets she knew so well. She loved her city, worn out and crumbling though it was. Jeanne DuPrau
“ It was more of a castle than a house. It loomed over them, immense and massive, three stories high. Jeanne DuPrau
“ Signs of craziness, like Hoyt McCoy dancing around naked? Disgusting filthiness, like a smelly outhouse or rat-swarmed garbage? Jeanne DuPrau
“ Tick wanted power. He wanted glory. He wanted war, with himself in command. He had raised his army by attacking his own people. Jeanne DuPrau
“ The main thing to do is pay attention. Pay close attention to everything, notice what no one else notices. Then you'll know what no one else knows, and that's always useful. Jeanne DuPrau
“ The day had a strange but comforting feel to it, like a rest between the end of one time and the beginning of another. Jeanne DuPrau
“ Unintended consequences, he thought miserably.He was angry at his anger, the way it surged upand took over. Jeanne DuPrau
“ The main thing is to pay attention. Pay close attention to everything, notice what no one else notices. Then you’ll know what no one else knows, and that’s always useful. Jeanne DuPrau
“ In the second row was a boy named Doon Harrow. He sat with his shoulders hunched, his eyes squeezed shut in concentration, and his hands clasped tightly together. His hair looked rumpled, as if he had… Jeanne DuPrau
