In one line: A quick, easy, and fun read with some beautiful prose and timeless nuggets of wisdom!
- Fairy tales are more than true. Not because they tell us dragons exist. But because they tell us dragons can be beaten. (Ch1)
- Cats don’t have names. You people have names. That’s because you don’t know who you are. Us cats, we know who we are, so we don’t need names (ch4)
- Caroline knew that when grown ups told you “something won’t hurt,” it almost always did (ch4)
- When you’re scared, but you still do it anyway, that’s brave. (ch5)
- It is astonishing just how much of who we are can be tied to the bed we wake up in the morning. And astonishing how fragile that can be. Sometimes we forget who we are when we’re exploring or adventuring or off in other worlds (ch6)
- I don’t want whatever I want. Nobody does. Not really. What kind of fun would it be if I just got everything I ever wanted, just like that and it didn’t mean anything. What then?
- The light that came through the picture window was day light. Real golden late afternoon daylight. The sky was a robin’s egg blue…the sky had never seen so sky. The world, never seemed so world. Caroline stared at the leaves on the trees. And at the patterns of the cracked bark at the trunk of the peach tree outside the window. Then she looked down at her lap, at the way the rich sunlight brushed every hair on the cats head and each white whisker to gold. Nothing, she thought, had ever been so interesting. (ch11)
- There’s a but isn’t there? I can feel it. Like a rain cloud. (ch12)
- No one is ever given more to shoulder than he or she can bear (ch12)
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