Not a frog, I hope?โ he askedโฆShe shook her head. โNo. And if it was I wouldnโt kiss it, I promise you. I might kiss a prince if I could be sure heโd turn into a frog, but not the other way around.
Eva IbbotsonThis is worse than Hollywood, he thought. A girl comes in with a pork chop and I write a song for her.
Eva IbbotsonShe was so intelligent that she could think herself into beauty. Intelligence...they don't talk about it much, the poets, but when a woman is intelligent and passionate and good.
Eva IbbotsonTo show too much joy in a place such as this would be unseemly but, as he padded toward her, his tail was extended in a manner which would make wagging possible should all go as expected.
Eva IbbotsonPlease, God,' Ruth would pray, 'don't let me be competitive. Let me realize what a privilege it is to study. Let me remember that knowledge must be pursued for its own sake and please, please stop me wanting to beat Verena Plackett in the exams.' She prayed hard and she meant what she said. But God was busy that autumn as the International Brigade came back, defeated, from Spain, Hitler's bestialities increased, and sparrows everywhere continued to fall.
Eva Ibbotson