“Life feels like fall of itself." "'A dream within a dream." "And I want to wake up.” — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
He nodded. "And if I don't make you feel like the most beautiful woman in the world every day of your life,… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
What she had long believed was not true, and now the world was wide open to discover what was. It is like… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
I think the only way to get through this life is laughing hard and constantly, mostly at myself. — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
I was sorry to lose it, and if you make me another one, I promise not to get taken captive by bandits… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
“Figure out what is real for you. No use leaning on someone else's story all your life...go make your happily-ever-after happen.” — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
They weren't nice words he said. He could've lived a good life and died never having made a person feel rubbed down… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
“Besides being witty and funny and maybe the best novel ever written, it’s also the most perfect romance in all of literature… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
...Speaking of, I've been playing with the letters - Lovers In a Very Enlightened Regard." "LIVER. Good one." "Also, how about Life… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
She touched the healthy folds of skin around the baby's neck, wrists, and thighs, the dark lines crying for life made in… — Shannon Hale Copy Share Image
“Well, write me into the list of Those Who Don’t Mind a Bit,” said Cupid, eyeing his perfectly toned arms and chest. “My, but… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
Enna leaned back her head and laughed at the sky. 'Of course he wasn't! Who could kill Razo? — Shannon Hale Copy Share
“Um… I guess that’s that,” said Cerise. “That?” said Maddie. “That is never that. This is that. Or else that is this. And this… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
The book smelled dusty and old but also carried a sweet tang, a hint of something inviting. She opened to the first page and… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
Geric," she called. He turned back around. "What kind of flowers were they?" "I don't rightly know," he said. He made faltering gestures with… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
How I keep trying to force our story into a fairy tale, but from the beginning, it's been more like a nursery rhyme." "Bizarre… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
“He wildly combed his hair with his fingers. “I can’t bear to be out there with you right now, all those indifferent people watching… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
But, how do you know if an ending is truly good for the characters unless you've traveled with them through every page? — Shannon Hale Copy Share
The snow was too light to stay, the ground too warm to keep it. And the strange spring snow fell only in that golden… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
Even the jerks earn some of our affection. We can be glad they're gone and yet still mourn the good parts. — Shannon Hale Copy Share
“It was my jewelry!” Briar shouted after his father because he’d forgotten to ask what was stolen.” — Shannon Hale Copy Share
Oh, but I like my geese. Like cats, they can't be told what to do, and like dogs, they're loyal, and like people, they… — Shannon Hale Copy Share
