The Bookstore Family

Books are always what we need. Don’t forget to look for magic.

Let’s always be here in the wild woods, holding hands, remembering our lives together, listening to the birds fall asleep in the trees, let’s never be apart.

Life is not about anything being fair,” Johnny said. “It’s about doing the right thing.

She wasn’t ready to admit that there were times when a dream was better as a dream than it was in real life.

Every time a book is reread it’s entirely different depending on who the reader has become.

Sometimes you had to reclaim the person you had once been in order to go forward.

There are some things you must learn for yourself, and how to find happiness is one of them.

Do it,” he said. “That’s my advice. Fall in love. It’s worth it.

Sometimes the best thing is to hope for peace, and a view of the beach, and the people you love to be beside you.

She had forgotten how books could open the world and make it seem brand new. She’d forgotten that if you accepted the fact that anything might happen, it actually might. You might find a coin on the sidewalk that could grant your wishes, you might drink coffee with a stranger and tell him the story of your life, and when you left you might buy a dozen more books, the ones you loved most, the ones you read when you were ready to step into another life, the one where it just might be possible to have an open heart.

Violet devoured the book as if it were brand new, and perhaps it was. Every time a book is reread it’s entirely different depending on who the reader has become.

love them,” Violet blurted. “So do I,” the man across from her said. It was then she noticed a book with wings had been inked in blue on his wrist. “So I see,” Violet said. “I’m a reader,” he told her. “There are worse things to be.

reason to wake up every morning, for cats had to be fed. “He’s

Happiness is for idiots,

there were times when a dream was better as a dream than it was in real life.

They climbed to the top branch where you could see so clearly it seemed that everyone you had ever loved was not so very far away. All you had to do was remember, and there they were.

Violet read one book after another, those she had loved as a child and those she’d never read before. The more she read, the more her heart opened. With each book she was reminded of what mattered most.

Once upon a time I lived in a bookstore, I looked out the window and couldn’t see the beauty of the place, I couldn’t see it until I described it to you.

It was a tragic situation, but isn’t every love affair marked by loss and the need for courage? Isn’t it worth the price?

What do you do when you can’t seem to get a recipe right? she wrote to Remy that same night. Sometimes it’s the recipe that’s getting in the way. And sometimes you just need to step back and see it from a different perspective, he wrote back. Tell your own story.

I’m happy because I stopped trying to be someone I wasn’t, Isabel wanted to say to her niece, but she didn’t dare. There are some things you must learn for yourself, and how to find happiness is one of them.

I’m happy because I finally made the right choice after making some truly bad ones,' Isabel said. 'And for the record, I know what it’s like to be unhappy.

Death wasn’t a foreign country; it was the country we all walked past each and every day.

wanted to say to her niece, but she didn’t dare. There are some things you must learn for yourself, and how to find happiness is one of them.

all time, George Sand and her lover Frédéric Chopin.