She hated that she was still so desperate for a glimpse of him, but it had been this way for years.

Nonetheless, I can't help but be flattered that you noticed the latest addition to my collection," he said. She rolled her eyes. "Because personal injuries are such a dignified thing to collect." "Are all governesses so sarcastic?

You are not going to waltz in here and distract me with a clever phrase and a beguiling smile." "You think my smile is beguiling?

And so Harry became proficient in the task of cleaning up vomit.

Society is capricious and rewards the bad as often as the good. But it never rewards the quiet.

I'm not a gentle pony... I promise you, you will have to work to keep your seat.

He was a puzzle. And Hyacinth hated puzzles. Well, no, in truth she loved them. Provided, of course, that she solved them.