Did you find yourself?" "What?" said my sister. "Did you find yourself?" "She found me," I said.

Okay, so maybe sometimes the real world is smiles and miracles.

(The raindrops) played across the coast all through the night, until the soft new day shrugged itself awake, tried on amethyst and lavender for a while, and finally decided on pale yellow.

When a girl holds a rose up to you, you run better, let me tell you.

Talk is only silence that ain't workin' well.

Mr. Powell raised an eyebrow. 'I'm a librarian,' he said. 'I always know what I'm talking about.

A comedy isn't about being funny," said Mrs. Baker. "We talked about this before." "A comedy is about character who dare to know that they may choose a happy ending after all. That's how I know." "Suppose you can't see it?" "That's the daring part," said Mrs. Baker.