The Prince found Buttercup waiting unhappily outside his chamber doors. It's my letter,' she began. 'I cannot make it right.' Come in,… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
“I never had a favourite letter that began my name - I for Iris - because I was everybody's letter.” — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Is there a bird among them, dear boy?” Charity asked innocently, peering not at the things on the desk, but at his… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
