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Eva Ibbotson
By Anonym 18 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

Stupid women were lured into it and assured they would become young and beautiful if they let themselves be pummeled and pounded and smeared with sticky creams, and have their faces lifted and their stomachs flattened. They paid a lot of money to Madame Olympia, who would put a little bit of magic into the creams and ointments that she used so that at first they did look marvelous. But it was the kind of magic that wore off very quickly, leaving the women even uglier than before so that they would rush back to her and pay her more money and the whole thing would start again.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

Pauline kept a scrapbook into which she pasted important articles that she had cut out of the newspapers. These were about the courageous deeds that had been done by people even if they only had one leg or couldn't see or had been dropped on their heads when they were babies. 'It's to make me brave,' she'd explained to Annika.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

She was so intelligent that she could think herself into beauty. Intelligence...they don't talk about it much, the poets, but when a woman is intelligent and passionate and good.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

This is worse than Hollywood, he thought. A girl comes in with a pork chop and I write a song for her.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

After all, Betty was ill and she was her sister, and she wouldn't be able to shave her legs for weeks because of the plaster.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

The dowager rose and slipped from her pew. There was the sound of tearing silk as she threw up her arms to embrace her son. Then: "Oh, Rupert, darling," she exclaimed in tones of theatrical despair, "don't you see? The game's up!

By Anonym 19 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

What are you afraid of then?' She pondered. He had already noticed that it was her hands which indicated what she was thinking of quite as much as her face and now he watched as she cupped them, making them ready to receive her thoughts. 'Not being able to see, I think,' she said. 'Being blind, you mean?' 'No, not that. That would be terrible hard but Homer managed it and our blind piano tuner is one of the serenest people I know. I mean ... not seeing because you're obsessed by something that blots out the world. Some sort of mania of belief. Or passion. That awful kind of love that makes leaves and birds and cherry blossom invisible because it's not the face on some man.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

Please, God,' Ruth would pray, 'don't let me be competitive. Let me realize what a privilege it is to study. Let me remember that knowledge must be pursued for its own sake and please, please stop me wanting to beat Verena Plackett in the exams.' She prayed hard and she meant what she said. But God was busy that autumn as the International Brigade came back, defeated, from Spain, Hitler's bestialities increased, and sparrows everywhere continued to fall.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

She wanted to make him swear; to have a kind of ceremony-- but then she saw his face as he looked out over the Island and saw that he loved it as she did, and she knew for certain they would both be back.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

Then he kissed her. It was a very long time before he let her go. When he did, she looked up at him, hurt and bewilderment on her face. 'Why did you stop?' asked Tessa. 'I thought you might want to breathe,' said Guy carefully. 'Breathe?'said Tessa , shocked. 'I don’t need to breathe  when I’m with you.'

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

That's silly, Anna," said the Honorable Olive. "Being afraid is silly, you know it is.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

The sisters worked from dawn to dusk. One of them was an idiot; she started shaving her legs and marrying tax inspectors, so she was no good.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

What are you afraid of then? Not Being able to see, I think not seeing because your obsessed by something that blots out the world.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

Do I know everything about him already? she thought, bewildered. And back came the answer: Everything. You are branded with this knowledge, you will have it for the rest of time.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

What are you afraid of then?" "Not being able to see, I think, [...] not seeing because you're obsessed by something that blots out the world. Some sort of mania or belief. Or passion. That awful kind of love that makes leaves and birds and cherry blossom invisible because it's not the face on some man.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

There are those who dance the notes and those who dance the music.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

Yet for a moment it seemed to him that the men who had dragged marble from Italy and porphyry from Portugal, who had ransacked the jungle for its rarest woods and paid their millions to build this opulent and fantastical theatre, had done so in order that a young girl with loose brown hair should move across its stage, drawing her future from its empty air.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

I want to live like music sounds."- Ruth

By Anonym 16 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

For whether a place is a heaven or a hell rests in yourself, and those who go with courage may find themselves in paradise.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

To show too much joy in a place such as this would be unseemly but, as he padded toward her, his tail was extended in a manner which would make wagging possible should all go as expected.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

The news should have terrified her, but it was difficult to be frightened of anything when she was sitting so close to Rom. 'I thought we had convinced him that I was leading a blameless life?' 'We had, till you burst out of that damnable cake.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

Not a frog, I hope?” he asked…She shook her head. “No. And if it was I wouldn’t kiss it, I promise you. I might kiss a prince if I could be sure he’d turn into a frog, but not the other way around.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

They were steaming out of the station before Maia asked, 'Was it books in the trunk?' 'It was books, admitted Miss Minton. And Maia said, 'Good.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

It's true that adventures are good for people even when they are very young. Adventures can get in a person's blood even if he doesn't remember having them.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

Slowly, Anna put up a hand to his muzzle and began to scratch that spot behind the ear where large dogs keep their souls.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

Shadows are cool and peaceful places for those whose minds are overstocked with treasure.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

When you're sad, my Little Star, go out of doors. It's always better underneath the open sky.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

You cannot stop the birds of sorrow from flying over your head, but you can stop them nesting in your hair.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

She stood looking carefully at the labeled portraits Ursala had put up: Little Crow, Chief of the Santees, Geronimo, last of the Apaches, and Ursala's favorite, Big Foot, dying in the snow at Wounded Knee. "Isn't that where the massacre was?" asked Ellen. "Yes. I'm going to go there when I'm grown up. To Wounded Knee." "That seems sensible," said Ellen.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

He was just drifting off to sleep when it occurred to him that perhaps the dog was not so ordinary after all. Perhaps he was someone the ogre had changed, and Ivo was going to spend the night hugging a headmaster or a tax inspector

By Anonym 13 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

And so they played some of the world's loveliest piano music - the exiled homesick girl, the humiliated, tired old man. Not properly. Better than that.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

Loneliness had taught Harriet that there was always someone who understood - it was just so often that they were dead, and in a book.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

[Tessa] knew about phantom limbs [....] Her cheek, where the Englishman's fingers had been, did not exactly ache ... but very strangely, most curiously ... it felt.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

It was a heavenly summer, the summer in which France fell and the British Expeditionary Force was evacuated from Dunkirk. Leaves were never such an intense and iridescent green; sunlight glinted on flower-studded meadows as the Germans encircled the Maginot Line and overran not only France but Belgium and Holland. Birdsong filled the air in the lull between bursts of gunfire and accompanied the fleeing refugees who blocked the roads. It was as though the weather was preparing a glorious requiem for the death of Europe.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

For an instant she felt his touch on her cheek then he stepped back. There that was my ration for all eternity. People have died for less I dare say.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Eva Ibbotson

One must not judge other cultures by the standars of one's one,' said Aunt Hilda