Maybe there was no happily ever after [...] but there was happiness sometimes and she had it now, doing what she knew she was born for.
Jeanne DuPrauA person who thought he knew everything simply didnโt understand how much there was to know.
Jeanne DuPrauPoppy was now almost well. She still slept more than usual, but when she wasn't sleeping she tromped around the doctor's house pulling spoons off the table and spilling cups of water and crumpling pages of books. That is, she was almost her old self.
Jeanne DuPrau