Quotes Tagged With :buttercup

The story of Andrew Ewing is partly one of rags to riches – but there is more to it than that, since....

On Saturday mornings Mr Ewing would make his rounds, giving each tradesman £1 and the apprentices, ten....

Buttercup dried her tears and began to smile. She took a deep breath, heaved a sigh. It was all part....

Entrails. No hissing. This is the closest we will ever come to love.

The sparkle and morning-freshness of the shop, and the butter-conjuring girl, formed a mind-picture which....

They were no longer standing the way he'd stood them, no longer engaged in the glorious basking that....

To us children he (Mr Ewing) was our very own ‘Mr Chips’ and invariably we would each receive half....

Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.

I must be overtired', Buttercup managed. 'The excitement and all.''Rest then', her mother cautioned.....

The dweam of wuv wapped wiffin the gweater dweam of everwasting west. Eternity is our fwiend, wemember....