She couldn’t picture anyone falling madly in love with such a person as Fish. What a name, Fish...Fish: think cold, slippery, detached. Benedict: think dry scholarly monk from the Dark Ages. Denniston: think English preparatory school, stolid country squire. Nothing about his name sounded the least bit romantic.
Regina DomanHave you ever felt that there was something going on in life that not everyone was aware of?
Regina DomanHow do you say 'bring me sausage and eggs or I'll slit your throat' in Italian?"
"Look it up in the phrase book.
It was Night. In most places, Night is a time for sleep, for calm, and for mystery. But not in New York City, where many things conspired every evening to murder the night.
Regina DomanI shall have twenty cats and talk to them all," she said, picking up the volume of poetry. "My cats and I shall have fish every day for dinner." Her imagination taking flight, she finished, dropping the book into the box, "And I shall memorize every line in this book and paint it in calligraphy on my living room walls.
Regina DomanBlanche, prosaic in a pale yellow sweater and blue jeans, was wondering again if anything mattered—-life, faith--specifically, finishing homework assignments.
Regina DomanThere was a silence. Then Paul looked at Alex.
'She knows Chesterton.'
'She lives,' said Alex.
What is your name?' Mother queried....
Bear,' he said.
Oh, but a real princess would know that hard work ennobles the soul,' Rose objected. 'That would be one of the signs.
Regina DomanCan you imagine anything more tragic?' Rose asked. 'To be born a princess --native and to the manor born-- and then to forget who you are and settle for being something horrible like an--an accountant!
Regina DomanTags: princess
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