“When nightfall weaves its way through the New York Public Library, it is nothing shy of magic. Long stretched of sunlight on marble morph from white to yellow to pink to orange to red, the dim slowly, completely. Shadows yawn… — Kristin O'Donnell Tubb Copy Share Image
“Whoever said that loss gets easier with time was a liar. Here's what really happens: The spaces between the times you miss them grow… — Kristin O'Donnell Tubb Copy Share Image
“Picture books build readers, Mr. Leon. Two missing books from our collection is like two missing bricks from a cathedral.” — Kristin O'Donnell Tubb Copy Share Image
“Story collectors tend to be superstitious. Knock on wood, black cats, four leaf clovers... that sort of thing. After all, superstitions are the little… — Kristin O'Donnell Tubb Copy Share Image
“When nightfall weaves its way through the New York Public Library, it is nothing shy of magic. Long stretched of sunlight on marble morph… — Kristin O'Donnell Tubb Copy Share Image
