For, through the twilight sounds of crickets and sighing trees, a faint, surprising wisp of music came floating to them and all three turned toward it, toward the wood.
And finally she had sobbed the only truth there was into her mother’s shoulder, the only explanation: the Tucks were her friends. She had done it because—in spite of everything, she loved them.
A fresh breeze lifted Winnie’s hair, and from somewhere in the village behind them a dog barked.
Dont be afraid of death, be afraid of the unlived life.
When the world you're used to, that same old world you thought you knew so well, turns itself suddenly upside down, what can you do? Everything comes tumbling off the shelves of your expectations; not...
Taş duvarlar değildir zindanı zindan yapan,Ya da demir parmaklıklar kafesi yaratan.
Still-there's no use trying to figure why things fall the way they do. Things just are, and fussing don't bring changes.
She’s gone, he answered.
Mae Tuck must never go to the gallows. Whatever happened to the man in the yellow suit, Mae Tuck must not be hanged. Because if all they had said was true, then Mae, even if she were the cruelest of m...
How old are you, anyway?' she asked, squinting at him.There was a pause. At last he said, 'Why do you want to know?'I just wondered,' said Winnie.All right. I'm one hundred and four years old,' he tol...
There! The boys are in from the pond.Winnie heard a burst of voices downstairs, and in a moment Miles and Jesse were climbing to the loft.Here, child, said Mae hastily. Hide your eyes. Boys? Are you d...
Life always seems to have worries, even if you own a big and beautiful house on the best street in town.
I was more’n forty by then, said Miles sadly. I was married. I had two children. But, from the look of me, I was still twenty-two. My wife, she finally made up her mind I’d sold my soul to the Devil....
I can't help what I dream.
But it's enough, just having this day. It's the knowing there's something different, something special up there waiting. It's the knowing you could choose to change your days--climb up there and throw...
But dying's part of the wheel, right there next to being born. You can't pick out the pieces you like and leave the rest. Being part of the whole thing, that's the blessing.
And then Winnie said something she had never said before, but the words were words she had sometimes heard, and often longed to hear. They sounded strange on her own lips and made her sit up straighte...
And soon they were rolling on again, leaving Treegap behind, and as they went, the tinkling little melody of a music box drifted out behind them and was lost at last far down the road.
A halál az örök körforgás része, akárcsak a párja, a születés. Nem lehet kiválogatni a nekünk tetsző darabokat, és a többit félredobni. A nagy egész részének lenni áldás. De minket, a Tuck családot ki...
Red and pink and orange,