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1 " If a lady offers you a kindness, you absolutely have to accept "
― Maria Wallingford , My 12 Months a Troll (The Virgin Paige #1)
2 " I have this dream where words, millions ofthem, are on wings around me. Some aregrey and brown. There are some that areeasy to grab and I've soon got a fistful ofthose. But some of them glow in shiny,shiny colours and they pirouette at my out-stretched fingertips.I drop the easy ones like litter at my feet. Iclimb a chair to get at the glittery stuff.Then a ladder.When I've climbed I see the gold one - along, long word that's just lovely in themouth. I'm soon teetering on a chimneypot but it goes as I snatch at it. It flies onpurpose a millimetre from my nail tips as Iswat about. Precariously on tiptoes now. Eyes shut,jumping to grab. My fingers are crammedwith words insilver colours,coppercolours, reds like autumn leaves. But I stillbat uselessly towards the gold word, whichflaps higher and higher until I loose myfooting on the chimney and fall, fall intothe stark white of the empty page. "
― Maria Wallingford
3 " Mum tries smiling at herself in the mirroragain and from the lounge I can hear mydad having a solitary coughing fit. How canlove look so old and tired? How can you beproperly in love if you're thinking aboutwashing machines and paying the electric-ity bills? How can I wander among thegreat literary lovers, hob nob with LordByronand shareasteedwith JohnWilloughby, and then suffer the hum drumwhen I come down to breakfast? Wherehave my fairy tales gone, Muse? I'm sofrightened that this is a world where, whenyou kiss your handsome prince, he stepsout of the magic puff of smoke and he's gotsocks and sandals on and a dirty t-shirtwith a belly under it. "