He was reading from the beginning so that he could get to the end, where the reader was assured that the knight and the fair maiden lived together happily ever after.
Flora had decided that this was part of the reason her parents had divorced. Not the noise of the writing, but the writing itself. Specifically, the writing of romance. Flora
Edward? Yes yes yes. It is me. Edward thought.
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At the thought of being eaten by rats, Despereaux forgot about being brave. He forgot about not being a disappointment. He felt himself heading into another faint. But his mother, who had an excellent...
And he discovered, finally, the source of the honey-sweet sound.The sound was music.The sound was King Phillip playing his guitar and singing for his daughter, the Princess Pea, every night before she...
All words at all times, true or false, whispered or shouted, are clues to the workings of the human heart.
All things are possible. When I was a girl in Blundermeecen, the miraculous happened every day. Or every other day. Or every third day. Actually, sometimes it did not happen at all, even on the third...
If you have no intention of loving or being loved, the whole journey is pointless.
Trotting
Tiger eating Norton and Billy Threemonger and then spitting out their bones.
Store? Yes sir, I told him. He got in by mistake. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again. Come on, Winn-Dixie, I said to the dog. I started walking and he followed along behind me as I went out of the produ...
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It could not be proven whether God existed, one might as well believe that he did, because there was everything to gain by believing and nothing to lose.
Hygienist. But
He went down the stairs, no choice, no choice,
Cynic,
And finally i prayed for the mouse-I prayed that he didn't get hurt when he went flying out the door of the open arms baptist church of naomi. I prayed that he landed on a nice patch of grass.