Cupid's Span Quotes

This ancient span of furniture was littered with textbooks, blue pencils, pipes filled to various depths with white ash and dottle, pieces of chalk, a sock, several bottles of ink, a bamboo walking-cane, a pool of white glue, a chart of the solar system, burned away over a large portion of its surface through some past accident with a bottle of acid, a stuffed cormorant with tin-tacks through its feet, which had no effect in keeping the bird upright; a faded globe, with the words ‘Cane Slypate Thursday’ scrawled in yellow chalk across it from just below the equator to well into the Arctic Circle; any number of lists, notices, instructions; a novel called ‘The Amazing Adventures of Cupid Catt’, and at least a dozen high ragged pagodas of buff-coloured copybooks. Perch-Prism had cleared a small space at the far end of this table, and there he squatted, his arms folded.

I'm not a goldfish. I do have an attention span.” I continue to twirl the arrow through my fingers like it's a baton. “And I resent you thinking—Oh, look!" I exclaim excitedly, zooming toward the window. “That fae down there is riding a unicorn!” Okay. I see his point.

I'm not a goldfish. I do have an attention span.” I continue to twirl the arrow through my fingers like it's a baton. “And I resent you thinking—Oh, look!" I exclaim excitedly, zooming toward the window. “That fae down there is riding a unicorn!