Dash & Lily's Book of Dares (Dash & Lily, #1)

by Rachel Cohn

Then I told her that I preferred the quiet demonstrations of a well-stocked bookshelf to the voltage of this particular street.

The drapery was so thick and the furniture so cloaked that I half expected to find Sherlock Holmes thumb-wrestling with Jane Austen in the corner.

jacketless books crowded on shelves, peering down like old professors too tired to speak to one another.

“I am aware of your epistolary flirtation. Which is all well and good—as long as it’s well and good.

I could totally see Mrs. Mary Poppencock returning home to her cobblestone hut with the thatched roof in Thamesburyshire, Jolly Olde England, and saying to her husband, “Good sir Bruce, would it not be wonderful to have a roof that doesn’t leak when it rains on our green shires, and stuff?”

“Why, Master P., you’ve made up a word! What year is it? I do believe it’s circa 1627!

Articulate to a fault, perhaps—but a forgivable and, dare I say, an admirable misdemeanor.”

The important people in our lives leave imprints. They may stay or go in the physical realm, but they are always there in your heart, because they helped form your heart.