Quote Of The Day

She had known, really, that somewhere there had to be such a house.  A house that smelled of vanilla and cinnamon and fresh-baked bread.  A house with embroidered cushions tied to each carved pine chair and a canary as yellow as butter that sang and sang and sang.  She had known too that such a house would have a cat with whiskers like cello strings which jumped on to your knee the moment you sat down... ~ Eva Ibbotson