There is nothing sweeter in this sad world than the sound of someone you love calling your name.

He was reading from the beginning so that he could get to the end, where the reader was assured that the knight and the fair maiden lived together happily ever after.

Go home and read to your adult. We forget how much we love to be read to.

Pea was aware suddenly of how fragile her heart was, how much darkness was inside it, fighting, always, with the light. She did not like the rat. She would neverlike the rat, but she knew what she must do to save her own heart.

All of God's creatures have names, every last one of them. Of that I am sure: of that I have no doubt at all.

You can always trust a dog that likes peanut butter.

If the world held magic powerful enough to make the elephant appear, then there must exist, too, magic in equal measure, magic powerful enough to undo what had been done.