Lexi

“And if that is the Foremast, what do you think that sail might be called, Mr. Wheeler?"
"The Foresail?"
"Very good, Mr. Wheeler, and the next one up would be called..."
..."The Next Sail, Sir?"
"Alas, no, Mr. Wheeler.”
― L. A. Meyer

“Ah Padriac. I have often wondered if boys who have flaming red hair up top also have...yep.”
― L.A. Meyer, Under the Jolly Roger: Being an Account of the Further Nautical Adventures of Jacky Faber

“I can smell the smoke now. I can see tendrils of it comin' up between the cracks in the shrikin' floorboards. There she is, calmly taking down the framed examples of fine embroideries, samplers, and needlework from teh hallway wall and tucking them under her arm.
"Mistress! Come on! You've got to leave!"
She calmly turns and faces me. "Why?" she asks. "The British are coming?"
"Only one, Mistress," I say”
― L.A. Meyer, Curse of the Blue Tattoo: Being an Account of the Misadventures of Jacky Faber, Midshipman and Fine Lady

“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars