Open your eyes and observe the beauty of nature.

The only reason I’m friends with any of you is because I outgrew the von Trapps, one annoying Austrian at a time.

This is a theater,” Bertie, annoyed by the inquisition, dropped him onto stage. Several feet of slack cable landed atop the fairy in a slithering heap.”Oh!” Peaseblossom said. “You’ve buried him alive!

What’s past is prologue, and the world awaits.

Those eyes of his just look up at me, pupils dilated in the diffused lights of the room. Wide, black pools, seeking out galaxies.