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21 " A faint terror lest she begin to curtsy took hold of Rupert. "
― Eva Ibbotson , A Countess Below Stairs
22 " A countess, eh?” Mr. Cameron, into whose ear trumpet the news had duly been shouted, had begun to wheeze with unaccustomed and silent laughter. He knew, now, what to call his new rose, and the joke—obscure, private, pointless—was just the kind he particularly enjoyed. "
23 " Gardeners are never wicked are they?' said Ruth. 'Obstinate and grumpy and wanting to be alone, but not wicked. Oh, look at that creeper! I've always loved October so much, haven't you? I can see why it's called the Month of the Angels. "
― Eva Ibbotson , The Morning Gift
24 " Rupert looked down at the little upturned face with its mass of freckles and marigold curls and a wave of tenderness for Muriel swept over him. She could so easily have wanted to choose someone of her own. “I think you’re going to be absolutely beautiful,” he said. "
25 " Arnold Schönberg, the inventor of atonal music, gave concerts which might not be comprehensible but were obviously important. "
26 " Then she washed and dressed very attentively, putting on high-heeled court shoes, silk stockings, a black skirt and crisply ironed white blouse, because she was Viennese and one dressed properly even when one's world had ended. "
27 " For attached to every wedding is that font of hope, that potential piece of manna, the best man. "
28 " But of course he knew, all of them knew. There is only one kind of a person a wizard can marry, and that is a witch. "
― Eva Ibbotson , Which Witch?
29 " Do I know everything about him already? she thought, bewildered. And back came the answer: Everything. You are branded with this knowledge, you will have it for the rest of time. "
― Eva Ibbotson , The Reluctant Heiress
30 " well wtith a statue hermann cannot possibly fight "
― Eva Ibbotson
31 " The dowager rose and slipped from her pew. There was the sound of tearing silk as she threw up her arms to embrace her son. Then:"Oh, Rupert, darling," she exclaimed in tones of theatrical despair, "don't you see? The game's up! "
32 " This is worse than Hollywood, he thought. A girl comes in with a pork chop and I write a song for her. "
33 " It was a lovely church - one of those places which look as though God might be about to give a marvellous party. "
― Eva Ibbotson , The Star of Kazan
34 " What are you afraid of then?'She pondered. He had already noticed that it was her hands which indicated what she was thinking of quite as much as her face and now he watched as she cupped them, making them ready to receive her thoughts.'Not being able to see, I think,' she said.'Being blind, you mean?''No, not that. That would be terrible hard but Homer managed it and our blind piano tuner is one of the serenest people I know. I mean ... not seeing because you're obsessed by something that blots out the world. Some sort of mania of belief. Or passion. That awful kind of love that makes leaves and birds and cherry blossom invisible because it's not the face on some man. "
― Eva Ibbotson , A Song for Summer
35 " Herr Altenburg, I can't; I have vertigo.' And Marek looked at him: 'All right - I'll get the chemist to fix me something. "
36 " The world was so beautiful in those days, Annika. The music, the flowers, the scent of pines...""It still is," said Annika. "Honestly, it still is. "
37 " What are you afraid of then?""Not being able to see, I think, [...] not seeing because you're obsessed by something that blots out the world. Some sort of mania or belief. Or passion. That awful kind of love that makes leaves and birds and cherry blossom invisible because it's not the face on some man. "
38 " It's true that adventures are good for people even when they are very young. Adventures can get in a person's blood even if he doesn't remember having them. "
― Eva Ibbotson , The Secret of Platform 13
39 " And so they played some of the world's loveliest piano music - the exiled homesick girl, the humiliated, tired old man. Not properly. Better than that. "
40 " Loneliness had taught Harriet that there was always someone who understood - it was just so often that they were dead, and in a book. "
― Eva Ibbotson , A Company of Swans