The world was beautiful. It surprised me, how beautiful it kept on insisting on being. In spite of all the lies, it was beautiful.
The undoing is almost always more difficult than the doing.
The sound of the king's music made Despereaux's soul grow large and light inside of him.
The shapes arranged themselves into words, and the words spelled out a delicious and wonderful phrase: Once upon a time.
The rabbit felt dizzy. He wondered for a minute, if his head had cracked open again, if he was dreaming. Look, Mama, said Maggie, look at him. I see him, said the woman. She dropped the umbrella. She...
Stall! Delay! Obfuscate! Let’s, said Flora.
She was working to remind herself of who she was. She was working to remember that somewhere in another place entirely she was known and loved.
Reader, you may ask this queston. In fact, you must ask this question. Is it ridiculous for a very small, sickly, big-eared mouse fall in love with a beautiful princess named Pea? The answer is..Yes....
Reader, do you believe that there is such a thing as happily ever after? Or, like Despereaux, have you, too, begun to question the possibility of happy endings?
Rat. A curse, an insult, a word totally without light.
Perhaps, said the man, you would like to be lost with us. I have found it much more agreeable to be lost in the company of others.
Oh, my goodness, said Louisiana. I’m just all filled up with feathers and regrets. And fears. I have a lot of fears.
Merlot.
King Phillip and his Queen Rosemary
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It was a singular sensation to be held so gently and yet so fiercely, to be stared down at with so much love. Edward felt the whole of his china body flood with warmth
It is a horrible, terrible thing, the worst thing, to watch somebody you love die right in front of you and not be able to do nothing about it.
If the world held magic powerful enough to make the elephant appear, then there must exist, too, magic in equal measure, magic powerful enough to undo what had been done.
I'm happy to be going, said Mig, putting a hand up and gently touching one of her cauliflower ears.Might just as well be happy, seeing as it doesn't make a difference to anyone but you if you are or n...
I lay there and thought how life was like a Littmus Lozenge, how the sweet and the sad were all mixed up together and how hard it was to separate them out. It was confusing.