There was a picture of such a serpent in the margin. Stella studied it wistfully. It looked large enough to swallow an elephant, and had a hungry expression. A serpent of that size could easily swallow a person, an Aunt for example, as easily as kiss your hand. Several Aunts, probably. It looked sufficiently hungry.
Victory zinged through her veins, sweet and bubbly as sarsaparilla, as she gazed upon her first major find as an aspiring detective-veterinarian-artist.
–The League of Beastly Dreadfuls by Holly Grant
I say gossip is just like a newspaper, only written in whispers instead of ink. Sure you can’t always believe everything you hear, but isn’t that the same with the newspaper?
–The Detective’s Assistant by Kate Hannigan
There is no such thing as im-POSSIBLE, Hiccup, only im-PROBABLE. The only thing that limits us are the limits to our imagination.
–How to Cheat a Dragon’s Curse by Cressida Cowell
My mother interrupted us by giving me a head of lettuce and the salad spinner and handing my father the spoon to stir the chili. This is because she is a really big fan of the Little Red Hen story. Anyone who expects to eat something in our house should expect to help make it.
–Clementine, Friend of the Week by Sara Pennypacker
All of us worry about what other people think, even if we do not have to. It was easy to tell somebody to ignore that sort of thing; it was much harder to put such advice into practice.
–The Great Cake Mystery by Alexander McCall Smith
Igraine comes from a magical family, but she would much rather follow in her grandfather’s footsteps and become a knight. Opportunity to test her mettle arrives when a magical mix-up makes it impossible for Igraine’s parents to protect their castle home and its enchanted inhabitants from a terrible neighbor and his evil knight.
The castle was not large; it had only a single tower, which leaned over sideways, and the walls weren’t much more than two feet thick, but Igraine thought it was the most beautiful castle in the world.