Shouting something didn't make it any more possible.

There's no way the new chimney will fall down, Lu. Not with you in charge. It wouldn't dare.

I really like Septimus Heap. he is my favorite guy in the story. I should make you all read it.

Things always look better in the morning.

the chocolate raisins tasted somewhat fishy, but Lucy didn't care-chocolate was chocolate. She changed her mind however, when she realized that the raisins were tiny fish heads.

He was not used to the smell of dragon breath, which is best described as a combination of the stench of burning rubber and the stink of old socks, with overtones of a hamster cage in dire need of a cleaning.

Life was simple when you were a Shield Bug.