Something about the circus stirs their souls, and they ache for it when it is absent. — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not. — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Everything I have done, every change I have made to that circus, every impossible feat and astounding sight, I have done for… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Marco moves to close the distance between them, kissing away her tears before catching her lip with his own. As he kisses… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
There is so much that glows in the circus, from flames to lanterns to stars. I have heard the expression “trick of… — 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
Taking his time, as though he has all of it in the world, in the universe, from the days when tales meant… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not. Within the black-and-white striped… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
She turns her head, Bailey catches her eye, and she smiles at him. Not in the way that one smiles at a… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I feel 'The Night Circus' has a complete story arc in one book. I like it as a single volume. It feels… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
So proper for a circus girl," Mme. Padva says with with a gleam in her eye. "We shall have to loosen those… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“The rooms hidden behind the multitude of tents in Le Cirque des Rêves are a stark contrast to the black and white… — 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
They are enthusiasts, devotees. Addicts. Something about the circus stirs their souls, and they ache for it when it is absent. They… — 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
“The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it, no paper notices on downtown posts and billboards, no mentions or advertisements in… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I'm actually not a huge circus fan in the traditional sense, but I like a lot of the circus trappings of striped… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“They seek each other out, these people of such specific like mind. They tell of how they found the circus, how those… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I thought a circus environment would be an interesting venue to explore, where you didn't just have one tent with three rings… — 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 Image
“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 Image
“Bedtime stories Eventide Rhapsodies Anthologies of Memory Please enter cautiously and feel free to open what is closed” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“Even the ground beneath his feet feels unsatisfying to his boots.” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“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 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 write 50,000… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“Behind him, the sheep, left to their own devices, decide to wander through the open gate into the field beyond.” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
