“Is there anything in the world better than words on the page? Magic signs, the voices of the dead, building blocks to make wonderful worlds better than this one, comforters, companions in loneliness. Keepers of secrets, speakers of the truth...all those glorious words.”
“Thats beautiful! Sad and beautiful," murmured Meggie. Why were sad stories often so beautiful? It was different in real life.”
“perhaps because this time not fear but love made him read.”
“Nothing is more frightening than a fear you cannot name.”
“Because fear kills everything," Mo had once told her. "Your mind, your heart, your imagination.”
“It [the book] was spinning a magic spell around her heart, sticky as a spider's web and enchantingly beautiful..”