“To find the books end, cross the ancient wood to the mystic isle. Until then, prepare yourself for the coming battle. . . AND TRUST NO ONE.” — Michelle Zink Copy Share Image
“If ever sorrow and suffering set their profaning marks on the youth and beauty of Miss Fairlie’s face, then, and then only, Anne Catherick and she would be the twin-sisters of chance resemblance, the living reflections of one another.” — Wilkie Collins Copy Share Image
