She 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 IbbotsonWhen you're sad, my Little Star, go out of doors. It's always better underneath the open sky.
Eva IbbotsonThe sisters worked from dawn to dusk. One of them was an idiot; she started shaving her legs and marrying tax inspectors, so she was no good.
Eva Ibbotson