“And yet, in Raissa, at every moment there is a child in a window who laughs seeing a dog that has jumped on a shed to bite into a piece of polenta dropped by a stonemason who has shouted from… — Italo Calvino Copy Share Image
“Don’t worry.” He sounded maddeningly amused. “I know what I’m doing. I won’t drown us.” She squinted her eyes against the tearing wind. “Are you testing what Alec said about some of these bikes being able to go underwater?” “No.”… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
