“ Stop it, Misha. Stop being so frightened of everything. But she couldn't stop. She carried fear with her like a little animal, curled in the nook behind her heart, and it whispered to her. You are wea… Stefan Bachmann
“ But you will not spare a drop of pity because I am rich? We have death in our gilded courts, too. We have disease and cruelty, and not a breath of air or freedom. You cannot say our lives are easy, an… Stefan Bachmann
“ There's this special talent that humans have that they can be unhappy no matter where they are. But humans have another special talent: We can be happy almost anywhere, too. We can be happy because we… Stefan Bachmann
“ Her voice was loud and cheerful, the way it was when nothing was well and she was determined not to show it. Stefan Bachmann
“ He wanted a faery. More than anything else in the world. He had already imagined exactly how it should happen. He would set up the invitation, and the next day there would be a petal-winged pisky clin… Stefan Bachmann
“ …it struck Mr. Jelliby that a wide-eyed faery was not a surprised faery. It was an angry, angry faery. Stefan Bachmann
“ I look up at the painting. It's not even that interesting. Definitely doesn't grab me and shake my brain around like the meadow scene did. Stefan Bachmann
“ Feathers fell from the sky. Like black snow, they drifted onto an old city called Bath. Stefan Bachmann
“ The faery lady looked at Hettie curiously from beneath her wig. "You know..." she said, very softly. "All I wanted was that you would be my friend. That isn't very much to ask, is it? Doesn't everyone… Stefan Bachmann
“ He had an image in his mind of a gaggle of long-necked geese, all done up in petticoats and crinolines, sitting around a stuffy parlor and talking about him. Stefan Bachmann
“ Once people see you cry, it's like they own part of you. It's like you ripped a hole in yourself, and they saw through whatever armor you had on, got a good long view of all the screaming alien goop u… Stefan Bachmann
