The calendar of the Theocracy of Muntab counts down, not up. No-one knows why, but it might not be a good idea to hang around and find out.
The question to ask is what will satisfy you? What will bring you peace? And perhaps the answer to those is in asking yourself when you were last happy.
We ain’t going to curse anyone,” said Granny firmly. “It hardly ever works if they don’t know you’ve done it.
At last the magic caught, and she managed to vault clumsily onto it before it trundled into the night sky as gracefully as a duck with one wing missing.
Fiction is Truth's elder sister. Obviously. No one in the world knew what truth was till some one had told a story.
My first paying job might have been doing a play, actually. My mom paid me to dress up as a flounder at my sister's 'Little Mermaid' - themed birthday party when I was little.
My best friends are still the ones I first attached myself to when I went to school because, all of a sudden, I was leaving the rather pampered and occasionally very annoying world of having three older sisters to go to a male-dominated world.
My character's kind of grown up with Katniss. The beginning of the story, they're more or less brother and sister than anything. They're best friends. They've been keeping each other alive. It's a little frustrating, for the character. As the charact...
It's a girl," Jace said, recovering his composure. "Surely you've seen girls before, Alec. Your sister Isabelle is one.
No bikinis on a first date.” He nods. “I’m sure that’s a rule. Or should be. For my sisters anyway.
I'm one of these children who grew up at the knee of my grandmother and her elder sister, listening to very old people talk about their memories.
I have six brothers and one sister. I grew up playing ice hockey, a total tomboy, and that's what I thought I was going to do - be an ice-hockey player.
My sister and my brother, of whom I have not spoken before, were considerably older than I; it seemed almost as if we belonged to different generations.
Yeah, my parents are crappy, but you hurt either of my sisters and I will spend my life finding ways to destroy you.
I used to make clothes for my sister's dolls. I couldn't care less for the dolls, but I could make the clothes really easily.
When Bob came through Cincinnati, he wanted a girl singer to be on his show. There was a local contest, and my sister and I entered, but Bob said, Gee, I wouldn't break up the team.
My mother was the worst kind of stage mother. She would make me and my younger sister and brother little duckling costumes and put us in kiddie shows.
I was the eldest daughter with these four beautiful younger sisters with ringlets and pretty faces, and I used to dress them up in Victorian clothes and take them out for the day and pretend they were mine.
I am definitely one of those girls who want to get married. I have two sisters and they are both married with kids, and I'm like, 'Oh, I want that.'
Daniel, my big brother, is eight years older. I'm lucky he didn't mind hanging out with his little sister and my younger brother.
I did not want to set my world alight, to watch it burn because of the sister I had come to love too much.
