“There are so many questions, so many things she longs to discuss despite her father’s constant nagging about not concerning herself with… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I am haunted by the ghost of my father, I think that should allow me to quote Hamlet as much as I… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Her father picks different names for her as they change locales, but he uses Miranda often, presumably because he knows how much… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
He remembers when he was very small his mother once said she wished happiness and adventure for him. If this does not… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Do you know why I gave my daughter permission to marry your father?” “No,” Bailey says. It is not a topic that… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Follow your dreams Bailey. Be they Harvard or somehing else entirely. No matter what that father of yours says, or how loudly… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Don’t you want to know my name?” the boy asks. “Names are not of nearly as much import as people like to… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“She has gathered that the man in the grey suit whom her father called Alexander also has a student, and there will… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
They are enthusiasts, devotees. Addicts. Something about the circus stirs their souls, and they ache for it when it is absent. They seek each… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“The Burgess sisters arrive together. Tara and Lainie do a little bit of everything. Sometimes dancers, sometimes actresses. Once they were librarians, but that… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Bedtime stories Eventide Rhapsodies Anthologies of Memory Please enter cautiously and feel free to open what is closed” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“When all of this is over, no matter which one of us wins, I will not let you go so easily. Agreed?” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Even the ground beneath his feet feels unsatisfying to his boots.” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Why haven’t you asked me how I do my tricks?” Celia asks, once they have reached the point where she is certain he is… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I binge write. I think it's because I started seriously writing by participating in National Novel Writing Month, an online-based challenge to write 50,000… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I made a wish on this tree years ago," Marco says. "What did you wish for?" Bailey asks. Marco leans forward and whispers in… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“He reads histories and mythologies and fairy tales, wondering why it seems that only girls are ever swept away from their mundane lives on… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Behind him, the sheep, left to their own devices, decide to wander through the open gate into the field beyond.” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
