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
“Once, very long ago, Time fell in love with Fate. This, as you might imagine, proved problematic. Their romance disrupted the flow of time. It tangled the strings of fortune into knots. The stars watched from the heavens nervously, worrying what might occur. What might happen to the days and nights were time to suffer a broken heart? What catastrophes… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share
There is so much that glows in the circus, from flames to lanterns to stars. I have heard the expression “trick of… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Widge can see the past." Poppet says suddenly. "That's why his stories are so good." "The past is easier," Widget says. "It's… — 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
