If she were gone I would be nothing. You should think better of yourself than to settle for that. Erin Morgenstern More Quotes by Erin Morgenstern More Quotes From Erin Morgenstern I saw in details while she saw in scope. Not seeing the scope is why I am here and she is not. I took each element spearately and never looked to see that they never did fit together properly Erin Morgenstern details elements together You told me love was fickle and fleeting. Erin Morgenstern fickle fleeting Could you do such things when you were a dancer?' Tara asks her, as Tsukiko pulls a leg up impossibly far over her head. 'I would have had a much busier social calendar if I could,' Mme. Padva replies with a shake of her head. Erin Morgenstern calendars dancer legs You think, as you walk away from Le Cirque des Rêves and into the creeping dawn, that you felt more awake within the confines of the circus. You are no longer quite certain which side of the fence is the dream. Erin Morgenstern dawn dream thinking Life takes us to unexpected places sometimes. The future is never set in stone, remember that. Erin Morgenstern unexpected stones remember Is it not that bad to be trapped somewhere, then? Depending on where you're trapped?" "I suppose it depends on how much you like the place you're trapped in," Widget says. "And how much you like whoever you're stuck there with," Poppet adds, kicking his black boot with her white one. Erin Morgenstern black white add Though I have seen a great deal of the sights, traveled a number of the available paths, there are always corners that remain unexplored, doors that remain unopened. Erin Morgenstern sight doors numbers Because I do not wish to know,” he says. “I prefer to remain unenlightened, to better appreciate the dark. Erin Morgenstern appreciate wish dark Secrets have power, and that power diminishes when they are shared, so they are best kept and kept well. Sharing secrets, real secrets, important ones, with even one other person, will change them. Erin Morgenstern important real secret I draft quickly and then revise, a lot. Erin Morgenstern Only the ship is made of books, its sails thousands of overlapping pages, and the sea it floats upon is dark black ink. Erin Morgenstern sea dark book I don;t think there's anything wrong with being a dreamer. There is not. But dreams have ways of turning into nightmares. Erin Morgenstern dream way thinking And there are never really endings, happy or otherwise. Things keep going on, they overlap and blur, your story is part of your sister's story is part of many other stories, and there is no telling where any of them may lead. Erin Morgenstern community stories may You don't have to be a chef or even a particularly good cook to experience proper kitchen alchemy: the moment when ingredients combine to form something more delectable than the sum of their parts. Erin Morgenstern kitchen ingredients chef I am tired of trying to hold things together that cannot be held. Erin Morgenstern tired together trying And there are really never endings, happy or otherwise. Erin Morgenstern never-ending There is so much that glows in the circus, from flames to lanterns to stars. I have heard the expression “trick of the light” applied to sights within Le Cirque des Reves so frequently that I sometimes suspect the entirety of the circus is itself a complex illusion of illumination” . Erin Morgenstern stars light sight The Cloud Maze. “ An Excursion in Dimension A Climb Though the Firmament; There Is No Beginning There Is No End Enter Where You Please Leave When You Wish Have No Fear of Falling Erin Morgenstern wish clouds fall „I forgive you for stealing my shawl.“ She smiles as he laughs. And then she vanishes. A simple trick of distracting his attention long enough to slip out through the hall, despite the lingering temptation to stay. Erin Morgenstern simple laughing long The funeral is a quiet one, despite the number of mourners present. There are no sobs or flailing handkerchiefs. There is a smattering of color amongst the sea of traditional black. Even the light rain cannot push it down into the realms of despair. It rests instead in a space of thoughtful melancholy. Erin Morgenstern thoughtful light rain
