“A fine white snow floated down as if a baker were in the sky, sifting powdered sugar over a plain, brown world.” — Maureen Doyle McQuerry Copy Share Image
“Maybe it was only goblin women who were restless and wanted to see the world. She didn't know.” — Maureen Doyle McQuerry Copy Share Image
“It's not your family who defines you; they're an influence, all right, but they don't have the final say. We answer for that ourselves.” — Maureen Doyle McQuerry Copy Share Image
“Maybe being brave was not highly desireable in women. Normal women would have fled, like Pansy.” — Maureen Doyle McQuerry Copy Share Image
“I don't know who I am. But do you know who you are? Does anyone really? What makes a decent person? Does being the… — Maureen Doyle McQuerry Copy Share Image
“A fine white snow floated down as if a baker were in the sky, sifting powdered sugar over a plain, brown world.” — Maureen Doyle McQuerry Copy Share Image
