I was convinced I felt as strongly about Jane Austen’s books as Ashleigh had ever felt about any of her crazes, but my love was deep and silent – and therefore easily overshadowed.

Are you out of your candy wrapper?

Nonsense,” said another voice-Dr. Rust. “We’re librarians. When we don’t find what we’re looking for in the first place we look, we don’t give up. We keep looking.

The one who asks questions does not lose his way.

What I mean is, all the terrible things that happen in fairy tales seem real. Or not real, but genuine. Life is unfair, and the bad guys keep winning and good people die. But I like how that’s not always the end of it... Evil is real, but so is good. They always say fairy tales are simplistic, black and white, but I don’t think so. I think they’re complicated. That’s what I love about them.

Nonsense," said another voice-Dr. Rust. "We're librarians. When we don't find what we're looking for in the first place we look, we don't give up. We keep looking.

Oh, a mermaid's comb. Heavy stuff, but safe enough as long as you don't use it around water. Or a busy highway. You're not planning to lure any young men to their doom, are you?"How embarrassing! I shook my head, blushing.

Would you really want to live in world where only the possible is possible?

We have the librarians on our side. We have *justice* on our side.

Seeing the transformation in Aaron made me wonder how it would feel to have someone-even a not-so-nice guy like Aaron- look at me the way he looked at Anjali.