Fairest of All Quotes

“again, right? But how will they know to save us? Hmm. Yopopa’s supposedly a genius. That’s probably”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“It’s just not fair. And things need to be fair. Judges make things fair, and so will I.”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“I’m dreaming”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“She looks at me strangely. “Um, no. I’m frozen.”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“I’m hungry. Do you have any Cheetos?” “Cheetos?” I screech. “We’ve somehow been transported from our basement to a forest in the middle of the night, and you’re thinking about Cheetos?”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“Jonah’s eyes widen. “Do you think she’d eat our lungs and livers, too?”

Snow nods. “She might.”

“Do you think she’d use ketchup? I bet they’d be pretty gross without ketchup.”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“Mom will not be happy if we wake her up. (She already got annoyed at me once today when I told her she was six minutes and forty-five seconds late picking me up at school. I didn’t mean to make her feel bad. But I have a supercool timer on my watch, and if I’m not going to use it to tell her how late she is, then what am I going to use it for?)”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“Maybe in Smithville a room filled with books is called a media room, but it smells just like the library in my old, normal school. Musty. Dusty. Papery.”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“I’m staring at Snow White. The real Snow White. I’m in her living room.”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“Ladies and gentlemen of the jury: I do not want to call pop soda. I do not want to eat gloppy banana mush. I do not want to be it. “I’m pretty sure the way I play is the right way,” I say, my throat tightening. I’m right. I am.”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“one step. Creak. Two steps. Creak! Three. Creeeeeak! I stop on the very bottom stair and look across the basement at the huge and creepy mirror. It’s still huge and creepy, but other than that, it looks perfectly fine. “There is not a single crack in the mirror,” I say. “We’re going back to bed. Now.” “I never said it was cracked,” Jonah says. “I said it was hissing.” He approaches”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“Shush!” I order. Mom and Dad’s door is closed, but their room is just down the hall. Mom will not be happy if we wake her up. (She already got annoyed at me once today when I told her she was six minutes and forty-five seconds late picking me up at school. I didn’t mean to make her feel bad. But I have a supercool timer on my watch, and if I’m not going to use it to tell her how late she is, then what am I going to use it for?) We slink down the first flight of stairs. They creak. A lot. Finally, I reach to open the door to the basement. I freeze. I freeze as if, well, I’ve been tagged. Because the truth is I am possibly not the bravest girl in the world. And it’s late. And we’re going to the basement. I prefer reading about adventures, not having them. “What’s wrong?” Jonah asks, sliding in front of me and down the stairs. “Come on, come on, come on!” I take a big, deep breath, turn on the basement light, and close the door behind me. one step.”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“toes.”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“blockade”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“happily”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“We”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“Grimm”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“Time”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“In the reflection I see my shoulder-length curly brown hair. My lime-green pajamas. My striped slippers.”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“Frances puts down her cane. Tara tugs on her braid. Bob tugs on his beard. Jon continues to look handsome. Alan nods. “I guess we owe you a thank-you.” “Thank”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All

“her lips”
― Sarah Mlynowski, Fairest of All