And suddenly, she longed for a thunderstorm.
The ownership of land is an odd thing when you come to think of it. How deep, after all, can it go? If a person owns a piece of land, does he own it all the way down, in ever narrowing dimensions, til...
Nothing ever seems interesting when it belongs to you—only when it doesn't.
Life's got to be lived, no matter how long or short.
Here, child, said Mae hastily Hide your eyes. Boys? Are you decent? What'd you put on to swim in? I got Winnie Foster in the house? For goodness sake ma said Jesse emerging from the stairwell . You t...
He looked solid, like an oar, whereas Jesse—well, she decided, Jesse was like water: thin, and quick.
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 Winnie, laughing at him, lost the last of her alarm. They were friends, her friends. She was running away after all, but she was not alone. Closing
A fresh breeze lifted Winnie’s hair, and from somewhere in the village behind them a dog barked.
The sky was a ragged blaze of red and pink and orange, and its double trembled on the surface of the pond like color spilled from a paintbox.
Sitting relaxed with his back against the trunk was a boy, almost a man. And he seemed so glorious to Winnie that she lost her heart at once.
She’s gone, he answered.
Life's got to be lived, no matter how long or short, she said calmly. You got to take what comes. We just go along, like everybody else, one day at a time.
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.
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 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...
With white dawns and glaring moons, and sunsets smeared with too much color.
I'm not exactly sure what I'd do,you knowbut something interesting -something that's all minesomething that would makesome kind of difference in the world.
There’s a pretty good old rowboat. I’ll take you out for a row after supper.No, will, said Jesse. Let . I found her first, didn’t I, Winnie Foster? Listen, I’ll show you where the frogs are, and…Hush...