It's said that All Hallows' Eve is one of the nights when the veil between the worlds is thin - and whether… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
When you meet someone new who instantly gets you, your sense of humor and your attitudes and your worldview, even if theirs… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
We are two different people, Ethan. Just because you could never decide which one of us you were in love with does… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Her father picks different names for her as they change locales, but he uses Miranda often, presumably because he knows how much… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I worry hope will crush me, the way love has so many times before. Are they so different, hope and love? O… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Sometimes I write what I can't paint, and I paint what I can't write. I use a different part of the brain. — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Even the air feels different on Halloween, autumn-crisp and bright — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
And now, I'm a best selling author, a different sort of fairy tale that I still sometimes wonder when I'll wake up… — 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
I like to call it nighttime brain: the way your mind seems to function on a different frequency than it does during… — 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
