"Books are a uniquely portable magic."
|The Magic of Books by Tammara Markegard|
"My favourite start of the day is having breakfast and a cup of tea outside on the entrance stairs with a good book, the birds singing and my cat beside me. Nothing beats that!"
|She was greatness ❤|
“It looks too new and pristine ever to have been read by anyone else, but it has been: it keeps falling open at the most delightful places as the ghost of its former owner points me to things I've never read before.”
“I shall sprinkle pale pencil marks through it pointing out the best passages to some book-lover yet unborn.”
"I'll keep you safe," he said, stepping forward to sweep a lock of hair back from her face. "Or die trying."
|"Wild" by Aprilynne Pike|
|All four books of the series.|
He headed towards the front door and Laurel watched him for a few seconds before reality crept back in. "Tamani, stop!" she said, leaping off her stool and sprinting to the entryway. "Do not go out of my front door with no shirt on. I have very nosy neighbours."
"Do you hear the snow against the window-panes, Kitty? How nice and soft it sounds! Just as if some one was kissing the window all over outside. I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says 'Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.' And when they wake up in the summer, Kitty, they dress themselves all in green, and dance about - whenever the wind blows - oh, that's very pretty!" cried Alice, dropping the ball of worsted to clap her hands. "And I do so wish it was true! I'm sure the woods look sleepy in the autumn, when the leaves are getting brown."
|Illustrations by Sir John Tenniel|