Kate felt very offended. 'I am not an elf,' she insisted. 'I'm an Englishwoman!

Kate had never in her life seen such frightful deformities, and the goblins had never seen such a hideous dress.

Em, I am trying to have an important conversation!" shouted Seylin. "I will not change into a cat!

Being a writer means crying over the sad parts, even though you already know it’s going to be okay.

Mom actually said that?" Cassie's face shown with happiness. "She always hated my math!" "Nah," Martin said. "She was just being that way for you. She thought it was what you needed to hear. If parents told us what they really think about stuff, we could figure them out like regular people.

Don't fret. We'll just have to find something else you're good at besides killing people.

For how many generations now had his people been turning their backs on things? How long had they sat in their living rooms and watched other people die?