No sooner had he thought this than he realized what was anchoring his happiness. It was purpose. He knew what he wanted to do. He knew the way he thought things should be, and Mr. Harinton was proving that other people--even adults--could feel the same way. Nicholas had something to aim for now. He might not know what he wanted to be when he grew up, but he knew with absolute certainty how he wanted to be.

They stared out their window at night enough to know where the darkest shadows lay, and it was to the darkest shadows they kept.

Au contraire..." "What?" Constance demanded. Curtain blinked. ~ The Perilous Journey

Remember, children. For every exit, there is also an entrance. ~ Milligan, The Mysterious Benedict Society

Children are capable of such open rudeness.

And please don't call me that." I didn't call you 'that', I called you George Washington.

What is life without laughter?