Quotes About Eva Ibbotson

It was a night to dream about: windless, warm and scented, with a streak of gold and amethyst still lingering in the sky.

A faint terror lest she begin to curtsy took hold of Rupert.

No." She waited, holding back with an innate sense of drama while they floundered hopelessly among lesser materials and commonplace outfits.

Daisy offered a mosquito which bit you and gave you yellow fever. 'You turn as yellow as a lemon and then you die,' she said.