They are enthusiasts, devotees. Addicts. Something about the circus stirs their souls, and they ache for it when it is absent. They seek each other out, these people of such specific like mind. They tell of how they found the circus, how those first few steps were like magic. Like stepping into a fairy tale under a curtain of stars…… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
“I suppose The Beautiful Woman Who Can Manipulate the World with Her Mind' is too unweildy.” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
It is perhaps both a blessing and a curse that fictional worlds spring into my mind nearly fully formed and it takes… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I liked the idea of having actual magic performed as stage magic, so you could assume that it was just a trick,… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Memories begin to creep forward from hidden corners of your mind. Passing disappointments. Lost chances and lost causes. Heartbreaks and pain and… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“They seek each other out, these people of such specific like mind. They tell of how they found the circus, how those… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I like to call it nighttime brain: the way your mind seems to function on a different frequency than it does during… — 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 other out, these people of such specific like mind. They tell of how they found the circus, how those first few steps were like magic. Like stepping into a fairy tale under a curtain of stars…… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
“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
