Arlyn felt faint. Fluttery, really. Her whole life had been spent in a cocoon;...– From Skylight Confessions by Alice Hoffman.
There is a theory that the sun is made up of thousands of suns arranged in a war...– Jesse Ball, The Curfew (via ivomiticecubessowhat)
… she had long believed that becoming Mr. Benedict’s adopted daughter would...– The Mysterious Benedict Society and the Perilous Journey (via kekkai)