Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in The Willows
"Scout lets get us a baby,'
'where?'
There was a man Dill had heard of who had rowed across to a foggy island where all these babies were ; you could order one"
"Beautiful things floated around in his dreamy head. He could read two books to my one, but he preffered the magic of his own inventions. He could add and subtract faster then lightening, but he preffered his own twilight world, a world where babies slept, waiting to be gathered like morning lilies"
Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird
"What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yeloow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again."
"So after when he whispers, 'you love me. Real or not real?' I tell him 'Real"
Suzzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
"His eyes were light, bright and sparkling behind half-moon spectacles and his nose was very long and crooked, as though it had been broken at least twince."
JK Rowling, Harry Potter and the Philosipher's Stone
"And over the surface of the water there danced and circled a host of dragonflies. Shafts of sunlight turned them every colour of the rainbowand in the silence, she could make up, very faintly, the dry clatter of their wings"
Eva Ibbotson, The Dragonfly Pool
"Taking one’s chances is like taking a bath, because sometimes you end up feeling comfortable and warm, and sometimes there is something terrible lurking around that you cannot see until it is too late and you can do nothing else but scream and cling to a plastic duck."
— Lemony Snicket
