“He wanted a faery. More than anything else in the world. He had already imagined exactly how it should happen. He would set up the invitation, and the next day there would be a petal-winged pisky clinging to the top of his bedpost. It would have a foolish grin on its face, and large ears, and it wouldn’t notice at all that Bartholomew was small and ugly and different from everyone else. But no. Mother had to ruin everything.”
“He wanted a faery. More than anything else in the world. He had already imagined exactly how it should happen. He would set up the invitation, and the next day there would be a petal-winged pisky clinging to the top of his bedpost. It would have a foolish grin on its face, and large ears, and it wouldn’t notice at all that Bartholomew was small and ugly and different from everyone else. But no. Mother had to ruin everything.”
Stefan Bachmann
“Feathers fell from the sky. Like black snow, they drifted onto an old city called Bath.”
Stefan Bachmann, The Peculiar“Her voice was loud and cheerful, the way it was when nothing was well and she was determined not to show it.”
Stefan Bachmann, The Peculiar“He wanted a faery. More than anything else in the world. He had already imagined exactly how it should happen. He would set up the invitation, and the next day there would be a petal-winged pisky clinging to the top of his bedpost. It would have a foolish grin on its face, and large ears, and it wouldn’t notice at all that Bartholomew was small and ugly and different from everyone else. But no. Mother had to ruin everything.”
Stefan Bachmann, The Peculiar“…it struck Mr. Jelliby that a wide-eyed faery was not a surprised faery. It was an angry, angry faery.”
Stefan Bachmann, The Peculiar“He had an image in his mind of a gaggle of long-necked geese, all done up in petticoats and crinolines, sitting around a stuffy parlor and talking about him.”
Stefan Bachmann, The Peculiar“But you will not spare a drop of pity because I am rich? We have death in our gilded courts, too. We have disease and cruelty, and not a breath of air or freedom. You cannot say our lives are easy, any more than I can say yours is. They are lives, and so they are HORRID!”
Stefan Bachmann, A Drop of Night“There's this special talent that humans have that they can be unhappy no matter where they are. But humans have another special talent: We can be happy almost anywhere, too. We can be happy because we're not alone.”
Stefan Bachmann, A Drop of Night“I look up at the painting. It's not even that interesting. Definitely doesn't grab me and shake my brain around like the meadow scene did.”
Stefan Bachmann, A Drop of Night“Once people see you cry, it's like they own part of you. It's like you ripped a hole in yourself, and they saw through whatever armor you had on, got a good long view of all the screaming alien goop underneath.”
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