“ One can slide between poor and rich, the difference as slight as between paper and parchment, one voice and a choir, arms hanging by sides and a hug. Jeannine Atkins
“ Stars crown the world, she said, but the lights in your eyes, those are stars, too. They make up your crown, he said. Jeannine Atkins
“ No one wants to stumble into gates on moonless nights to trip in holes dug by dogs, but Maria finds more beauty than danger in night. Jeannine Atkins
“ Names and knowledge change, the way the turningworld brings color or deep shadows, without a soundeven as soft as the twist of a key in a lock. Jeannine Atkins
