Lina couldn't sleep at first, thinking of the old songs and what they meant. Someone, long ago, had hoped that at least a few people would survive and had wanted them to remember her city and the treasure it held,… — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
You know, son, I don't think there's such a thing as an easy life. There's always going to be hard work and there will… — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
Poppy was now almost well. She still slept more than usual, but when she wasn't sleeping she tromped around the doctor's house pulling spoons… — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
Now Doon seemed to care for his new friends more than he did for her. Every time she thought about him she felt a… — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
The trouble with anger is, it gets hold of you. And then you aren't the master of yourself anymore. Anger is. And when anger… — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
“The trouble with anger is, it gets hold of you. And then you aren't the master of yourself. Anger is.” — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
“The trouble with anger is, it gets hold of you. And then you aren't the master of yourself anymore. Anger is.” — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
“Think about what it would mean to fight," he said. "Say we barricade ourselves here in the hotel and refuse to leave. They come… — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
“Lina had never seen anyone so disorganized as the doctor. She peeked into the medicine room once when the doctor was out and was… — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
People didn't make life, so they can't destroy it. Even if we were to wipe out every bit of life in the world, we… — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
They lifted their faces to the astonishing warmth. The sky arched over them, a pale, clear blue. Lina felt as though a lid that… — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
