Gail Carson Levine
Gail Carson Levine
Gail Carson Levineis an American author of young adult books. Her first novel, Ella Enchanted, received a Newbery Honor in 1998...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth17 September 1947
CountryUnited States of America
young young-ladies
He bowed. 'The young lady must not dance alone.
taken steps sideways
I know all about you," Char announced after we'd taken a few more steps. "You do? How could you?" "Your cook and our cook meet at the market. She talks about you." He looked sideways at me. "Do you know much about me?
horse sorry eye
But my last conscious thought was an image of Prince Char when he'd caught the bridle of Sir Stephan's horse. His face had been close to mine. Two curls had spilled onto his forehead. A few freckles dusted his nose, and his eyes said he was sorry for me to go.
should-have done caught
To pretend I was sliding down the stair rail." He laughed again. " You should have done it. I would have caught you at the bottom.
dream home years
No one is here," Char said. "You need resist temptation no longer." "Only if you slide too." "I'll go first so I can catch you at the bottom." He flew down so incautiously that I suspected him of years of practice in his own castle. It was my turn. The ride was a dream, longer and steeper than the rail at home. The hall rose to meet me, and Char was there. He caught me and spun me around.
You're Only the fairest when your fairest to yourself
writing discovery feelings
When I write, I make discoveries about my feelings.
fate may
Fate...may...be...thwarted.
flawless
He is flawless, without a blemish. Majesic . . . muscular.
night doors safe
Hush Hattie!" I said, intoxicated with my success. "I don't want to go to my room. Everyone must know I shan't marry the prince." I ran to the door to our street, opened it, and called out into the night, "I shan't marry the prince." I turned back into the hall and ran to Char and threw my arms about his neck. "I shan't marry you." I kissed his cheek. He was safe from me.
maybe-tomorrow rainbow might
She asks why I like her. Might as well ask Why I breathe. Maybe tomorrow I won't Breathe or like her Anymore. Maybe tomorrow the tides Will stop. Maybe tomorrow will bring No more rainbows. Maybe tomorrow She will stop Asking useless questions.
dragons monsters would-be
I put my fingers around the unmarked ring of the spyglass and twisted. The scene became clear. Oh no! A hairy brown spider clung to a vine! I couldn't go there! I'd go to the desert to find a dragon. I began to reset the spyglass, but then I stopped myself. A spider was worse than a dragon? No. My first monsters would be spiders, then.
luck saws spiders
Luck was with me. I saw no spiders. Luck was against me. I saw no specters.
i-like-you taken like-you
That's funny, you're funny. I like you, I'm quite taken by you.