Catholic fiction of the type we're publishing is stories that we know faithful Catholics will enjoy - stories they can escape with, laugh at, cry with; stories that will enrich their lives. — Regina Doman Copy Share Image
Do you know, I always imagine that the subway trains are dragons,' Rose said to Bear as they clung to his coat for support… — Regina Doman Copy Share Image
Have you ever felt that there was something going on in life that not everyone was aware of? — Regina Doman Copy Share Image
“Standing in the back of the dark opera house and gazing at the huge stage before them, gay with gold-scrolled scenery and sumptuously costumed singers, the air vivid with bright music, was one of the most enthralling experiences of Blanche's life. For a time, she forgot her doubts about reality in the sheer delight of illusion. But, as Rose reminded… — Regina Doman Copy Share
Evil isn't beautiful on its own. You know?' 'Well, good people are sometimes ugly-' Blanche said at last. 'I don't know about that. Not really,' Bear shook his head. 'If the good's there, and you look for it, you'll see it in some way.' 'I think Bear is right,' Rose said decidedly. 'Fairy tales teach you that. No one who's… — Regina Doman Copy Share
“I shall have twenty cats and talk to them all," she said, picking up the volume of poetry. "My cats and I shall have… — Regina Doman Copy Share Image
You're drinking in the joy of life,' Bear told her when she tried to explain why she was laughing. 'There's so much opportunity for… — Regina Doman Copy Share Image
Try to be a whole person.Not just a night person, or a day person. Be the kind of person who can live in both. — Regina Doman Copy Share Image
She remembered that once, when she was a little girl, she had seen a pretty young woman with golden hair down to her knees in a long flowered dress, and had said to her, without thinking, "Are you a princess?" The girl had laughed very kindly at her and asked her what her name was. Blanche remembered going away from… — Regina Doman Copy Share
It was Night. In most places, Night is a time for sleep, for calm, and for mystery. But not in New York City, where… — Regina Doman Copy Share Image
“Because I liked you better than it suits a girl to say, It irked you and I promised to throw the thought away To put the world between us, we parted stiff and dry 'Goodbye' and you: 'Forget me'. 'No fear I will' said I. Now here where clover whitens The dead man's knoll you pass And now tall flower… — Regina Doman Copy Share
How do you say 'bring me sausage and eggs or I'll slit your throat' in Italian?" "Look it up in the phrase book. — Regina Doman Copy Share Image
“Can you imagine a princess who works as a counter girl in a fast-food restaurant? I'm sure there's one somewhere. Imagine if all the people who came in to place orders were to realize that their meal was served by a princess! I don't think most people could handle it.' 'I think it would be hard for a real princess… — Regina Doman Copy Share
