Wine is bottled poetry, he thinks.
Erin MorgensternScent is often underestimated, when it can be the most evocative.
Erin MorgensternHe spends the majority of the evening in the company of Celia Bowen, whose elaborate gown changes color, shifting through a rainbow of hues to compliment whoever she is closest to.
Erin MorgensternWhy haven’t you asked me how I do my tricks?” Celia asks, once they have reached the point where she is certain he is not simply being polite about the matter.
“Because I do not wish to know,” he says. “I prefer to remain unenlightened, to better appreciate the dark.
We are two different people, Ethan. Just because you could never decide which one of us you were in love with does not make us interchangeable.
Erin MorgensternI have never lied, “ Mr. Barris counters, standing as well. “I do not share what I am not at liberty to say. I gave my word and I intend to keep it but I have never lied to you. You never even asked me, you assumed I knew nothing.
Erin MorgensternYou’re not destined or chosen, I wish I could tell you that you were if that would make it easier, but it’s not true. You’re in the right place at the right time, and you care enough to do what needs to be done. Sometimes that’s enough.
Erin MorgensternI wished for her,” he says.
Erin MorgensternWufju fay foo im?” he asks, with his mouth mostly full.
“I tried to explain as much as I could,” Poppet says. “I think I made an analogy about cake.”
“Well, that must have worked,” Widget says. “Who doesn’t like a good cake analogy?
How are you managing to keep everyone from aging?” Celia asks after a while.
“Very carefully,” Marco answers.
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