We all love each other, Ange,” I said impatiently, hating this whole conversation. “No, not like this,” she went on relentlessly. “Fang loves you.”……My mouth dropped open. How does she know this stuff? “Forget it!...

You don’t always have to fight to win. Give peace a chance.

George was full of hatred. Of his own weakness and stupidity, of his magic, of the stubbornness and the pride of Beatrice and Marit, and, last of all, hatred of Dr. Gharn, who had started...