“How doth the little crocodile improve his shining tall, and pour the waters of the Nile on every golden scale.” His eyes flicked meaningfully from the book to Alice before he continued. “How cheerfully he seems to grin, how neatly… — J.M. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“Who wouldn’t choose to be the best version of themselves possible? People, by nature, are narcissistic.” He straightened his tie and jacket as if… — J.M. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“You have a friend named Bug?” “Sure. Why wouldn’t I?” Chess asked. “I have another friend who keeps telling me to call her Alice… — J.M. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“Like Dinah says, “We can only play the cards we’ve been dealt. It doesn’t do any good to wish about things you can’t change.” — J.M. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“But which way do I go from here?” she wondered, searching the unfamiliar city. “That depends a great deal on where you want to… — J.M. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“How doth the little crocodile improve his shining tall, and pour the waters of the Nile on every golden scale.” His eyes flicked meaningfully… — J.M. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“How cheerfully he seems to grin, how neatly spreads his claws, and welcomes little fishes in, with gently smiling jaws.” — J.M. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“His head exploded. I’d never seen someone’s head explode. I never thought I would. Maybe in the movies, but not in real life. It’s… — J.M. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“Lewis exasperated her, always talking about life before the Plague and how it would be if everything was different. He was a dreamer. “It… — J.M. Sullivan Copy Share Image
“...why did you stick with me?” “That’s easy, Alice,” he said. His amber eyes melted into hers. “It’s the first rule of chess: always… — J.M. Sullivan Copy Share Image
