“It’s like watching a James Bond movie. Morpheus—in a black trench-coat-style blazer that hangs to his thighs, gray tweed pants, a dark gray vest, skinny red tie, and black pin-striped dress shirt—could pass for a punk-fae secret agent who’s captured… — A.G. Howard Copy Share
“One thing more: Wonderland and I are the same. You love one of us, you love the other. You are Wonderland, too. Which means… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“Raising one hand, he tilts his hat to that sexy slant. "You want me. Admit it." Even if he's partly right, I'll never tell him. "Why would I want you?" He lifts three fingers to countdown. "Mysterious. Rebellious. Troubled. All those qualities women find irresistible." "Such an optimist." "My cup is never empty." "Too bad your brain is." The words… — A.G. Howard Copy Share
“Shh." I squeeze his hand. His palm feels clammy. "We have to keep it down, okay? We don't want my dad coming in." He… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“Because of all the things I've experienced on this journey - shrinking and growing, flying sprites, living chess pieces - not a one of… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“Memories, real and irreplaceable, all of them. The happy ones, the bitter ones, the terrified and the poignant.” — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“Nothing about you or Wonderland makes sense. And the ‘one abiding truth’ is that life was so much easier when I’d forgotten your massive… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“I clench my fingers. "She's right, huh? The morbid and revolting are such fascinating subjects.” — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“Love is inside each of us... a dormant seed. Once it has been planted, whether in the soils or the fallows, it will take… — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“All those nights we climbed the stars and rearranged the planets with our songs, we were complete and invincible when we stood together.” — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
“Because he believes in me. He lets me take chances and learn from them. That's something a friend does.” — A.G. Howard Copy Share Image
