Kriti

“She buried her face in his neck, beard tickling his throat. "I am going to bury you right here," she sobbed. "I'm digging your grave, just so you know."

"I know," he said, rubbing a hand over her back. "I would expect nothing less."

"No one would ever be able to find you! And even if they did, it would be too late and you'd be only bones!"

"Perhaps we can hold off on that, for at least a little while, I have something important to say to all of you."

She sniffled. "Perhaps. But if I don't like what I hear, we come right back and you will climb inside the hole without arguing.”
― T.J. Klune, The House in the Cerulean Sea

“And what happens when he grows up?” Charles asked. “What happens when he becomes a man? What if he decides this world isn’t what he wants it to be? You know who his father is.”
“I do,” Linus said. “His father is Arthur Parnassus. And he’s the best damn father Lucy has, and as far as I’m concerned, the only one.”
― T.J. Klune, The House in the Cerulean Sea

“Today he wore blue socks with clouds on them. Linus refused to be charmed. He mostly succeeded.”
― T.J. Klune, The House in the Cerulean Sea

“Funny how that works out, isn’t it? That we can find the most unexpected things when we aren’t even looking for them.”
― T.J. Klune, The House in the Cerulean Sea