You’ll see,” Mother assured her. “The fish will be just as friendly and the waves just as fresh in the new world the door makers find for us.

Benny pushed a slow breath through his teeth. “Is it so terrible to believe in something?

Books are like ice cream there is a flavor for everyone!

The smile on his face said, pure and simple, those honey cakes came with a price. And his price was answers.

As a rule, she didn’t like boys very much, but she had to admit, Charlie was actually pretty nice.

That was the moment when Alice knew for sure that she and Charlie Erdling would be friends for the rest of their lives.

So you’re a reader,” My mom sighs, as if somehow this elevates Isabel to yet another realm of perfection.

Junk?” Lina repeated, incredulous. Oh, she wasn’t about to let that pass.

It felt like betrayal, finding joy even in little things when Willow was in danger.

The villagers marked the time in two ways: before the swamp and after. What came before was good. And all that came after was not.

A child's imagination can be found in the heart of a good book.

Of course, that’s how life is. A turn of events may seem very small at the time it’s happening, but you never really know, do you? How can you?

Childhood only comes around once. Make your child's memories special. Take them on a new adventure each day. It is as simple as opening a book.

Every child deserves to be a boat cast out in a sea of books.

Wait. Is a real, live adult person actually asking me details about the games I play? This is unheard of.

It seems like the best escape games come from Japan for some reason. It makes me proud.

I can’t believe I thought this was going to be boring. This is great!

Trust me, there are things in this mountain that will make your jaw bounce off the floor.

To my faithful readers, because a book is like a pie—the only thing more satisfying than cooking up the story is knowing that somebody might be out there eating it up with a spoon.

Polly had a gift for baking pies, and she poured her heart and soul into every one she made.

Being a humble person, she gave her pie shop a humble name—PIE.

Alice wondered if her mother was aware that she wasn’t the only one in town who’d come down with a bad case of Blueberry Fever.

When we’ve decided to tell the truth in a story, we should tell good, strong versions of it, proper versions that kids can do something with.

Lardo was getting on in years, and his big belly tended to slow him down a bit.

At this moment, I know that the answer has to be yes. I am defeated. By my own father. How Darth Vader.

I turn back to the Archers, who don’t look like the same species as us. Do they even sweat, these people?

Dad has shamelessly played the Mom card. Against which there is no defense.