Lark of The Bookwyrm's Hoard

“Having nephews really wasn’t always bad. Ruthie might have been an agent of chaos, and his brilliance never seemed to bring him anything but trouble, but he was also a kind heart. Sometimes that was more important than all the rest.”
― Olivia Waite, Murder by Memory

“The dawn came - not the flaming sky that promises storm, but a golden dawn of infinite promise. The birds came flying up out of the east in wedge-shaped formation, and the mist lifted in soft wreaths of sun-shot silver. Colour came back to the world. The grass glowed with a green so vivid that it seemed pulsing, like flame, from some hidden fire in the earth, the distant woods took on all the amazing deep crimsons and purples of their winter colouring, the banks were studded with their jewels of lichens and bright moss, and above the wet hedges shone with sun-shot orbs of light.”
― Elizabeth Goudge, Pilgrim's Inn

“...unlike Champions, Godmothers don't have to keep undergoing ridiculous ordeals every time one turns around. Our idea of besting a dragon is not to chop it into bits, but to get it to sit down to tea.”
― Mercedes Lackey

“If you think about it, the youngest part of the tree is in the very middle. It is the little dot that will widen into a ring, next year. The youngest part of any tree is the heart.”
― Anne Enright, Actress