Tiara Stites

“Estoy mirando a todos los que han querido acompañarnos en esta velada, y quisiera decirles que no veo un auditorio lleno de parisinos ataviados con sombreros de copas, joyas y vestidos de seda. No veo banqueros, amas de casa o dependientes. No. Hoy me dirijo a ustedes viéndolos como lo que realmente son: sirenas, viajeros, aventureros y magos. Ustedes son los verdaderos soñadores.”
― Brian Selznick, The Invention of Hugo Cabret

“I watched him walk behind the bamboo bars. Black stripes and sunlit white fur flashed through the slits in the dark bamboo; it was like watching the slow-down reels of an old black-and-white film. He was walking in the same line, again and again - from one end of the bamboo bars to the other, then turning around and repeating it over, at exactly the same pace, like a thing under a spell. He was hypnotizing himself by walking like this - that was the only way he could tolerate this cage”
― Aravind Adiga, The White Tiger

“My wife loves written words ... you know, words that stick to parchment and paper like dead flies, and it seems my father felt the same - but I want to hear words! Remember that when you are looking for the right words: You must ask yourself what they SOUND like! Glowing with passion, dark with sorrow, sweet with love, that's what I want. - Cosimo”
― Cornelia Funke, Inkspell

“Mom, please don't use 'the happy voice.' It reminds me of the day Tinkles died."
"Who was Tinkles?" Sue asked around a mouthful of pancake.
"My cat. When I was five, Tinkles died choking on a mouse that was a bit ambitious for a kitten to eat."
"It was terribly traumatic for Aurelia because it was the first time she'd experienced loss." 
"What did you do to help her get through it?" 
Rosalind smiled at Mother Guardian. "Well, after a good cry, we performed an autopsy."
Aurelia reached for her mother's hand. "I never thanked you for that.”
― Therisa Peimer, Taming Flame