And before he can tell her to tell Widget goodbye for him if need be, she leans forward and kisses him, not… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
The night that seemed endless hours before is now slipping through your fingers, ticking by as it falls into the past and… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Once, very long ago, Time fell in love with Fate. This, as you might imagine, proved problematic. Their romance disrupted the flow… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
You don't have to be a chef or even a particularly good cook to experience proper kitchen alchemy: the moment when ingredients… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Taking his time, as though he has all of it in the world, in the universe, from the days when tales meant… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“By the time he reaches the farm, he is sure that the Bailey he is now is closer to the Bailey he… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“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
The boy spends most of his time reading. And writing, of course. He copies out sections of books, writes out words and… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
Before you leave, the fortune teller reminds you that the future is never set in stone. — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“The past stays on you the way powdered sugar stays on your fingers.” — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“You’re not destined or chosen, I wish I could tell you that you were if that would make it easier, but it’s… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
You're in the right place at the right time, and you care enough to do what needs to be done. Sometimes that's… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I don’t have the time to devote to circles or covens. I have to fit things in when and where I can,… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“But I'm not special", Bailey says, "not the way they are. I'm not anyone important." "I know", Celia said, "you are not… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
The truest tales require time and familiarity to become what they are. — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I don't have as tight a time limit anymore but I still write in long marathon sessions and then I won't write… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Ah," remarked one guest when the topic arose. "You prefer not to see the gears of the clock, as to better tell… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Magic. This is not Magic. This is the way the world is, only very few people take the time to stop and… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“The most difficult thing to read is time," Isobel says, and Marco stops, turning back to her. "Maybe because it changes so… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I worry hope will crush me, the way love has so many times before. Are they so different, hope and love? O… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“He does hesitate, just for a moment, but he knows he will hate himself later if he doesn’t at least try, no… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
The past stays on you the way powdered sugar stays on your fingers. Some people can get rid of it but it’s… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
It's too late. It was too late by the time I arrived in London to turn your notebook into a dove; there… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
“Yes," Poppet says. "But what's the use in seeing the future if I can't do anything to stop it?" " You cannot… — Erin Morgenstern Copy Share Image
I like that 'once upon a time' quality, where the telling of a tale has an elevated sense of story. There's a… — 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
