We're All Liars When It Serves Our

When The Heart Craved Something So Forcefully, Then Reason Became Nothing But Helpless Observer.

The Fairy's Dress Rustled As She Turned. Human Women Dressed Like Flowers, Layers Of Petals Around A Mortal, Rotting Core.

There Are Not So Many Mythical Creatures From Inkheart.

There Could Be Few Men Whose Love For A Woman Had Been Written On His Face With A Knife.

What On Earth Have You Packed In Here? Bricks?" Asked Mo As He Carried Meggie's Book-box Out Of The House. You're The One Who Says Books Have To Be Heavy Because The Whole World's Inside Them," Said Meggie.