Eyes Like Stars Quotes

“It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“Could we wear spandex and blow things up?”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“She's under duress," Peaseblossom said.
"I don't care if she's under duress, over it, or alongside it," Moth said. "Nothing in this world supersedes cake.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“What color is pandemonium? It sounds yellow.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“The Brigands charged in with their weapons drawn.
"Who are you?" Young Bertie asked.
"We're the bad guys!" their leader announced.
"What are you going to do?"
"Plunder and pillage!" one of them yelled.
The others immediately shoved him. "Not in front of the kid, Ralph! Fer cryin' out loud..."
"Oh, yeah. Sorry! We're here to take your candy!”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“What a diva!"
"Stupid, men can't be divas..."
"Divo, then."
"That just sounds weird. Call him a jerk and be done with it.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“The only reason I'm friends with any of you is because I outgrew the von Trapps, one annoying Austrian at a time.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“What's past is prologue, and the world awaits.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“I always walked the ragged edge.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“He dodged remarkably fast for a melancholy introvert.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“You're a little tall to play Ariel." said Moth.
"And you have way too many muscles," said Mustardseed.
"But you might be able to pull it off," Cobweb said, "if you can look really constipated.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“Crazier than a bag full of crazy?”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“One o' these days, lass, I'm goin' t' still that mouth o' yers. - Nate”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“And now, the bane of your existence, the killer of all joys, the Stage Manager-”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“You didn't just write the play, Bertie," Peaseblossom said suddenly. "You ordered the Players about, shouted, and threw an artistic hissy fit. Do you know what that makes you?"
"A temperamental fusspot?" Mustardseed guessed.
"Crazier than a bag full of crazy?" Moth said.
"Close," Peaseblossom said. "It makes her a Director.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“I may hold ye at arm's length....But I want ye t' be mine an' mine alone. - Nate to Bertie, as they danced.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“He pulled her close. “Someday, I will win your trust, and you will be the one to set me free. I know it.”
“I won’t.” Bertie recoiled from both him and the assertion she would do such a thing. “Not ever.”
Ariel made no move to touch her again, though his words were a caress. “Don’t make promises you won’t be able to keep.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“Maybe I got sick of accusations, sick of being Polonius's daughter, and Laertes's sister, and Hamlet's girlfriend. Maybe I wanted, for a short while, simply to be myself.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“Peaseblossom-decorous, proper Peaseblossom-dropped her trousers to waggle her naked, pale bottom at the Stage Manager. Bertie laughed involuntarily, choked on her coffee, and nearly died as it came out her nose, but it was worth the searing pain in her nostrils to see the look on the Stage Manager's face. ”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“His tiny, naked butt disappeared into the stream as he cried, "Wheeeee! Balls out!"
I think that's a rugby reference," Bertie said. "But don't quote me on that.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“This has been such a Monday! I wish I stayed in bed, and I wish that yesterday had never happened.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“About the time he threatened her nose with his finger, Peaseblossom lost her grip on the situation with the boys. The door crashed open, and three irate fairies launched themselves at the Stage Manager. Cobweb and Moth pelted him with sequins while Mustardseed rammed beads into his ears.
"Dance!" they commanded, and dance he did, hopping with impotent anger and pain from one foot to the other as he batted his meaty hands at them.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“The collar had restrained his winds but not killed them. They uncoiled from behind the shadows, ready to surround her, to lift her up, to carry her away with only Ariel’s silk-clad arms wrapped about her to keep her from falling.

Spirare, they whispered to her like an incantation. Breathe us in.

Bertie didn’t mean to, but she inhaled, and everything inside her was a spring morning, a rose opening its petals to the sun, the light coming through the wavering glass of an old, diamond-paned window.

Tendrils of wind reached for Bertie with a coaxing hand. Release him, and he will love you.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“Maybe I didn't try as hard as I ought when he started calling you
names. Serves him right, the nasty old turd. Punch him again, Moth" - Peaseblossom”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“The fairies put on their thinking caps, which were red and pointy.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“This is a theater," Bertie, annoyed by the inquisition, dropped him onto stage. Several feet of slack cable landed atop the fairy in a slithering heap.
"Oh!" Peaseblossom said. "You've buried him alive!”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“Ariel laughed and now her goose bumps had goose bumps.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars

“No," Bertie said, "something tragic. The most famous of all the Shakespearean tragedies-"
Mustardseed jumped up and down. "Your hair!"
"Shakespearean tragedy, Mustardseed.”
― Lisa Mantchev, Eyes Like Stars