Three Little Kittens Edith Wharton

Three Little Kittens Edith WhartonJazbury came scampering gaily up the stairs to where his mother and Aunt Tabby were sitting on the window sill washing their faces and cleaning their fur. Jazbury was a small black kitten with white markings on his face and breast, and soft little white paws. Soft as those little paws were there were sharp, needle claws hidden in their velvet, and Jazbury knew how to use them when necessary, too. Mother Bunch's tail hung down from the window seat,

als rustig voorleesmoment

Hannah suddenly finds herself not only engaged to him

Als baby was ze al anders

van de Amazone tot Antarctica en van de Himalaya tot Hollywood

In de pers:

families and churches

maar hoe het werkelijk met hem gaat

Like a lazy tyrant

De wereld waarin hij zich begeven heeft

En nog altijd proberen wetenschappers te doen wat de oude alchemisten niet lukte: goud maken

De nieuwe enorme schuldenberg die daarvoor nodig is

It feels like home