Will picked a single blossom from a gorse bush beside him; it shone bright yellow on his grubby hand. "People are very complicated," he said sadly. "So they are," John Rowlands said. His voice deepened a little, louder and clearer… — Susan Cooper Copy Share Image
Funny,’ Will said, as they picked their way through. ‘Things are absolutely awful and yet people look much happier than usual. Look at them all. Bubbling.’ ‘They are English,’ Merriman said. ‘Quite right,’ said Will’s father. ‘Splendid in adversity, tedious… — Susan Cooper Copy Share Image
“Still in the black hemisphere the stars blazed and slowly wheeled; beneath them, Will felt so infinitesimally small that it seemed impossible he should… — Susan Cooper Copy Share Image
The future cannot blame the present, just as the present cannot blame the past. The hope is always here, always alive, but only your… — Susan Cooper Copy Share Image
“He was tall, and straight, with a lot of very thick, wild, white hair. In his grim brown face the nose curved fiercely, like… — Susan Cooper Copy Share Image
“But those men who know anything at all about the Light also know that there is a fierceness to its power, like the bare… — Susan Cooper Copy Share Image
“On the day of the dead, when the year too dies, Must the youngest open the oldest hills Through the door of the birds,… — Susan Cooper Copy Share Image
“If you are concerned for the future of our civilization, there is no more cheering sight than a boy or girl who is lost… — Susan Cooper Copy Share Image
“When the dark comes rising, six shall turn it back; Three from the circle, three from the track; Wood, bronze, iron; water, fire, stone;… — Susan Cooper Copy Share Image
“Somewhere in Barney's mind, as a spark flickers and finds tinder and blazes up into a flame, a small light of resentment flared suddenly… — Susan Cooper Copy Share Image
“The Herdsman passed, nodding, the bright star Arcturus at his knee; the Bull roared by, bearing the great sun Aldebaran and the small group… — Susan Cooper Copy Share Image
Will picked a single blossom from a gorse bush beside him; it shone bright yellow on his grubby hand. "People are very complicated," he… — Susan Cooper Copy Share Image
