The desert glare had scrunched his eyes into a permanent squint, leaving his face capable of only two expressions: skepticism and amusement. No matter what I said for the rest of the night, I could never tell if he thought I was hilarious or full of shit.
The shepherd had a hundred sheep, and it might have been surprising that he was prepared to spend days searching for one sheep; in fact, it was because he was the kind of man prepared to spend days looking for a lost sheep that he had a hundred sheep.
How can you be who you are if you don't know who you are?
"I think something important is about to happen,' Hyacinth said with a sigh.
"Something important is always about to happen, my dear girl," Lady Danbury said. "And if not, you'd do well to act as if it were. You'll enjoy life better that way."
