What I saw next stopped me dead in my tracks. Books. Not just one or two dozen, but hundreds of them. In crates. In piles on the floor. In bookcases that stretched from floor to ceiling and lined the entire room. I turned around and around in a slow circle, feeling as if I'd just stumbled into Ali Baba's cave. I was breathless, close to tears, and positively dizzy with greed.
Jennifer DonnellyHer grey eyes sparkled with passion as she spoke. Sid looked into them and for a second he glimpsed her soul. He saw what she was - fierce and brave. Upright. Impatient. And good. So good that she would sit covered in gore, shout at dangerous men, and keep a long, lonely vigil - all to save the likes of him. He realized she was a rare creature, as rare as a rose in winter.
Jennifer DonnellyA new word. Bright with possibilities. A flawless pearl to turn over and over in my hand, then put away for safekeeping.
Jennifer DonnellyIt's only the body that's gone. Only the body. There's a part that doesn't go in the ground, a part that stays inside you forever.
Jennifer Donnelly