Quote by Jonathan Stroud Download Open image ““It was higher and shriller than Holly’s, so we knew that it was Kipps.”” — Jonathan Stroud ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.3 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“I knew then I was going to die in the street without ever seeing Holly again. All because I tried to help an old… — Steven Ramirez Copy Share Image
“Holly’s presence in their lives offered a kind of grace neither of them had ever known before. A reminder of innocence. Something happened to… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
“Then when Matt had come along it hadn't been fireworks, passion and fights and drama. It had been low- key, sweet, lovely. But that… — Jenny Colgan Copy Share Image
“I'll never disgrace myself. And I swear, it never crossed my mind about Holly. You can love somebody without it being like that. You… — Truman Capote Copy Share Image
“Sometimes Holly could start to see the order in things, she got a glimmer of a pattern. And that thing everyone seems to say… — Sarah Dunn Copy Share Image
“Hollytree was the place you were sent if Hell was having a spring clean.” — Angela Marsons Copy Share Image
“She hated her life. She really, truly did. She was sick of taking care of everyone in her family, sick of working as a… — Elle Kennedy Copy Share Image
“By the time she'd finished with him, with a little encouraging pat and a request that he rest quiet like a good lad, there… — Kristen Callihan Copy Share Image
“Big Ben, the Houses of Parliament, Westminster Abbey, and all of London blinked back to a delighted Maude. She and Matt stood alone in… — Anna Adams Copy Share Image
“Good,’ he said. ‘Cause Maggie’s all the nightmare I can take.’ I smiled. ‘Gus, I never knew you dreamed of me.’ He gave me… — Jessica Shirvington Copy Share Image
“I actually took a step back as each of their eyes met mine. Evan's was sympathetic; that scared me. Matt's was appraising; that concerned… — S.C. Stephens Copy Share Image
“And what the hell had Matt been thinking? Perhaps Matt was just a big old slut who ran around Boston kissing every girl he… — Jessica Park Copy Share Image
“Let's have the baddish one first,' George said. 'I prefer my misery to come at me in stages, so I can acclimatize on the… — Jonathan Stroud Copy Share Image
“You think so?" The boy looked down at his cross-legged form. He was sitting straight-backed, legs folded neatly in the manner of an Egyptian… — Jonathan Stroud Copy Share Image
“This is what the Problem means,” he went on. “This is the effect it has. Lives lost, loved ones taken before their time. And… — Jonathan Stroud Copy Share Image
That did it. I'd gone through a lot in the past few days. Everyone I met seemed to want a piece of me: djinn,… — Jonathan Stroud Copy Share Image
The afrit batted his eyelashes with a ostentatious lack of concern. "Indeed? Have you a name?" "A name?" I cried. "I have MANY names!… — Jonathan Stroud Copy Share Image
“Do you remember,” George went on, “what we found in the tunnels beneath Aickmere’s? Aside from a massive pile of human bones.” “I found” — Jonathan Stroud Copy Share Image
The bristling eyebrows shot up in mock surprise. Mesmerized. the boy watched them disappear under the hanging white thatch of hair. There, almost coyly,… — Jonathan Stroud Copy Share Image
“John Mandrake was an attractive young man, and the scent of power hung about him, sweet and intoxicating, like honeysuckle in the evening air.” — Jonathan Stroud Copy Share Image
“George,' I croaked, 'are you okay?' 'No. Someone's buttocks are flattening my foot.' I shifted my position irritably.” — Jonathan Stroud Copy Share Image
We grow up being told about great figures in our society, and as you get older you have to question the stories you've been… — Jonathan Stroud Copy Share Image
Jabor finally appeared at the top of the stairs, sparks of flame radiating from his body and igniting the fabric of the house around… — Jonathan Stroud Copy Share Image
