Happiness was useless to me. It was heartache that filled my purse. What happy man has need of Shakespeare?
Jennifer DonnellyHad you but seen it, I promise you, your high-minded principles would have melted like candle wax. Never would you have wished such beauty away.
Jennifer DonnellyA new word. Bright with possibilities. A flawless pearl to turn over and over in my hand, then put away for safekeeping.
Jennifer Donnelly