"The book smelled dusty and old but also carried a sweet tang, a hint of something inviting. She opened to the first page and started to read, pronouncing the words in a reverent whisper."
"He smiled in a way that made me want to kiss him right on the spot. Or the lips. Whichever was closer."
"What she had long believed was not true, and now the world was wide open to discover what was.It is like all my life I thought the sky was green."
"Being a writer is a good, good thing."
"You are my butterfly and refuse to set you free."
"Being a writer is a good, good thing."