“She closed the book and put her cheek against it. There was still an odor of a library on it, of dust, leather, binding glue, and old paper, one book carrying the smell of hundreds.”

“Most people are genuinely good, sweetheart, and even the evil ones have some good in them. -Shannon Hale”

“Hey, times are tough, and thirty gold coins can do a lot of good. But I guess you wouldn't know about needing money, since you grew up like a little princ..."(Rapunzel glares)"Prin... soner. I mean, prisoner! A prisoner in a tower, such a shame, that.”

“I'd thought I wanted to live free of my mundane little cage, but the world outside was feeling more and more hazardous.”

“Life feels like fall of itself.""'A dream within a dream.""And I want to wake up.”

“Get back in my cot, girl," said Gilsa. "You're sickly."No, I'm not," said Ani.Oh, no? Well, maybe stubbornness is a sickness, did you ever think of that?”

“Seriously, a thirty-something woman shouldn't be daydreaming about a fictional character in a two-hundred-year-old world to the point where it interfered with her very real and much more important life and relationships. Of course she shouldn't. ”

“Over there!" "Where?" Enna asked in mock panic "Do you see something?”

“I'm going to find whoever is responsible for me sleeping out side with outside without pillows and kick them in the shins!-Enna”

“The book smelled dusty and old but also carried a sweet tang, a hint of something inviting. She opened to the first page and started to read, pronouncing the words in a reverent whisper.”

“I'm writing a first draft and reminding myself that I'm simply shoveling sand into a box so that later I can build castles.”