There's nothing wrong with reading a book you love over and over.

Who judges the judge who judges wrong?

that the book is really good. and theres a prince in it to.

And so, with laughter and love, we lived happily ever after.

Voices and faces aren't manifestations of good or bad.

Hush Hattie!" I said, intoxicated with my success. "I don't want to go to my room. Everyone must know I shan't marry the prince." I ran to the door to our street, opened it, and called out into the night, "I shan't marry the prince." I turned back into the hall and ran to Char and threw my arms about his neck. "I shan't marry you." I kissed his cheek. He was safe from me.

Crying is part of the adventure.