I know how syrupy this sounds, how dull, provincial, and possibly whitewashed, but what can I do? Happy childhoods happen.
— Marisa de los SantosAre you watching the boats?' Cornelia guessed. She craned her neck to see if there was any excitement on the river.Heavens no, I'm spying on people,' Virginia responded unrepentantly.-Cornelia E and Virginia Somerset.
— Lesley M.M. BlumeWords,words filled the night like the fragrance of invisible flowers.
— Cornelia Funke