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Why Could She Remember Nothing But Stories Of Frightened People When Capricorn Looked At Her? She Usually Found It So Easy To Escape Somewhere Else, To Get Right Inside The Minds Of People And Animals Who Existed Only On Paper, So Why Not Now? Because She Was Afraid. "because Fear Kills Everything," Mo Had Once Told Her. "your Mind, Your Heart, Your Imagination.

Weren’t All Books Ultimately Related? After All, The Same Letters Filled Them, Just Arranged In A Different Order. Which Meant That, In A Certain Way, Every Book Was Contained In Every Other!

Let's Be Off Before He Gets His Great Horsey Teeth Into My Poor Lines Of Verse!

My Dear Elinor, You Were Obviously Born Into The Wrong Story,” Said Dustfinger At Last.

Yes, I Do Enjoy Walking At Night. The World’s More To My Liking Then, Not So Loud, Not So Fast, Not So Crowded, And A Good Deal More Mysterious.