It doesn’t matter. I have books, new books, and I can bear anything as long as there are books.
Libraries really are wonderful. They’re better than bookshops, even. I mean bookshops make a profit on selling you books, but libraries just sit there lending you books quietly out of the goodness of their hearts.
If you love books enough, books will love you back.
There’s a sunrise and a sunset every single day, and they’re absolutely free. Don’t miss so many of them.
They hang people for murder, and while I didn’t exactly like Mummy, she was my mother after all. Though do they hang Viscountesses?
And at year’s end they broke the stable door. The man and his horse, together, gallop yet, Beyond the sunset’s end, the pounding hooves, Both harmony and beat for their duet.
Yet I felt he was innocent in a way I was not, that I knew more about evil than he ever could, because he had parents who loved him and wanted the best for him, while I had grown up with Mummy.
My mother was a pathetic patchwork witch who had used magic so much to meddle in her own life that she had no integrity left and was nothing but a coil of hatreds consuming themselves in futility. We had already hedged her power, with the help of the fairies.
I found myself being helped down to the car. That sort of help is actually a hindrance. If you ever see someone with a walking stick, that stick, and their arm, are actually a leg.
He was guillotined in the French Revolution, and he said he’d keep blinking his eyes after his head was off, for as long as he had consciousness. He blinked seventeen times. That’s a scientist,” Gill said.
Reading is awesome and flexible and fits around chores and earning money and building the future and whatever else I’m doing that day. My attitude towards reading is entirely Epicurean – reading is pleasure and I pursue it purely because I like it.
There are some awful things in the world, it’s true, but there are also some great books.