She still had all of her marbles, though every one of them was a bit odd and rolled
asymmetrically.
Music is the hidden arithmetic of the soul, which does not know that it deals with numbers.
At least once a week, Dinsy was amused by the indignant sputtering of someone who had just spooned dill weed, not sugar, into a cup of Earl Grey tea.
She thought for a minute about going back, but decided that maybe being wet on a sort-of adventure was better than being dry and bored for sure.
Time has become quiet flexible inside the library. This is true of most places with interesting books. Sit down to read for twenty minutes, and suddenly it's dark, with no clue as to where the hours have gone.
Librarians are guardians of books. They guide others along their paths, offering keys to help unlock the doors of knowledge.
We told them I was home-schooled, raised by feral librarians.