I don;t think there's anything wrong with being a dreamer. There is not. But dreams have ways of turning into nightmares. — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I think I get some of my love of adult books that can be fun from Douglas Adams. — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
It is likely to make us think we are not caged. We cannot feel the bars unless we push against them. — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I have tried to let you go and I cannot. I cannot stop thinking of you. I cannot stop dreaming about you. — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I think that's a hallmark of a really good story that it has readers that it speaks to more than others. — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I am haunted by the ghost of my father, I think that should allow me to quote Hamlet as much as I… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
A woman I should like to think I know rather well and a woman I had always considered a mystery, are in… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
If she were gone I would be nothing. You should think better of yourself than to settle for that. — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I binge write. I think it's because I started seriously writing by participating in National Novel Writing Month, an online-based challenge to… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
You look like a ghost," Bailey says. He can think of no better way to describe it. "You appear the same way… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
You think, as you walk away from Le Cirque des Rêves and into the creeping dawn, that you felt more awake within… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
The circus looks abandoned and empty. But you think perhaps you can smell caramel wafting through the evening breeze, beneath the crisp… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I tried to explain as much as I could," Poppet says. "I think I made an analogy about cake." "Well, that must… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I have you here, all around me. I sit in the Ice Garden to get a hint of this, this way that… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
You send me all these roses. Every time I think the last bouquet has arrived, finally, another turns up. I’m running out… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I find I think of myself not as a writer so much as someone who provides a gateway, a tangential route for… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Our instructors do not understand how it is. To be bound to someone in such a way. They are too old, too… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
They are enthusiasts, devotees. Addicts. Something about the circus stirs their souls, and they ache for it when it is absent. They seek each… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
“The Burgess sisters arrive together. Tara and Lainie do a little bit of everything. Sometimes dancers, sometimes actresses. Once they were librarians, but that… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
“Bedtime stories Eventide Rhapsodies Anthologies of Memory Please enter cautiously and feel free to open what is closed” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
“When all of this is over, no matter which one of us wins, I will not let you go so easily. Agreed?” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
“Why haven’t you asked me how I do my tricks?” Celia asks, once they have reached the point where she is certain he is… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
I binge write. I think it's because I started seriously writing by participating in National Novel Writing Month, an online-based challenge to write 50,000… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
I made a wish on this tree years ago," Marco says. "What did you wish for?" Bailey asks. Marco leans forward and whispers in… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
“He reads histories and mythologies and fairy tales, wondering why it seems that only girls are ever swept away from their mundane lives on… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
“Behind him, the sheep, left to their own devices, decide to wander through the open gate into the field beyond.” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
Marco moves to close the distance between them, kissing away her tears before catching her lip with his own. As he kisses her, the… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
And before he can tell her to tell Widget goodbye for him if need be, she leans forward and kisses him, not on the… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
