Shannon Hale, The Goose Girl

"She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding glue, and old paper, one book carrying the smell of hundreds."

"Yes, we'll yell, 'Help, help us, goose girl, and bring the terrifying legion of warrior geese'."

"You saw my leg?""How can a man help what he sees?"he said. "And, if I could add, you possess a very fine leg."

"If we're mad, we're mad in large numbers, at least larger than yours."