Even tiny children looking at a picture book are using their imaginations, gleaning clues from the images to understand what is happening, and perhaps using the throwaway details which the illustrator includes to add their own elements to the story. — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
“She wanted to stop, but she was riding a wave of memory and it was carrying her backward to that night, that room, and… — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
he cut through the 21st Century Gallery, past the big plastic statues of Pluto and Mickey, animal headed gods of lost America — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
“It will be all right, Tom. Wherever we go now, whatever becomes of us, we'll be together, and it will all be all right.” — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
“The Scriven men wore stack-heeled boots and pearl-studded evening coats; the ladies in their vast skirts looked like mythical creatures, half woman, half sofa.” — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
“Oenone had found the chapel by accident, and was not certain what kept drawing her back to it. She was not a Christian. Few… — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
“But the look on his face was so strange that I hadn't the heart to take his story away from him. He believed it,… — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
“And isn't that what all boys want and all men, too? Just to be taken seriously?” — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
Godshawk looked surprised, the way that people generally do when you ask them philosophical questions in shrubberies in the middle of the night. — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
“Outside, Melliphant's ear flattened itself against the wood of the door like a pale slug.” — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
“Waste not, want not’ is the Engineers’ motto, Miss. Properly processed human ordure makes very useful fuel for our city’s engines. And we are… — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
Is it...dead?" asked Tom, his voice all quivery with fright. "A town just ran over him," said Hester. "I shouldn't think he's very well... — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
“The closest she had been to them was certain summer evenings when they had gone for picnics in the magravine's ice-barge -- simple family… — Philip Reeve Copy Share Image
