″‘Maybe I should have offered some of my secret candy instead,’ Mrs. White sighed in a quiet tone, as if talking to herself.
‘Secret candy?’ Nate asked, instantly intrigued.
‘My goodness,’ Mrs. White said. ‘Forget I mentioned it. I never bring up my secret candy on a first meeting. Which will it be, eggnog or brownie?‘”
″‘What assignment?’ Nate inquired.
‘You told me that you’re explorers,’ Mrs. White said, leaning against a worktable. ‘I have a need specific to your talents. If you accept the mission, I will provide you with a variety of new candy to get the job done, with more as a reward upon completion.‘”
″‘Okay, I’ll do it first.’ He popped the Moon Rock into his mouth.
‘Feel any different?’ Pigeon asked eagerly.
‘A little,’ Nate said. ‘Sort of tingly. It tastes really good. I almost feel . . .’
He moved to take a step and floated up into the air. He rose slowly, his feet reaching the height of Trevor’s eyes before he drifted downward to land gently on the ground.
′ . . . lighter,′ Nate finished, bewildered.”
“As she read, at peace with the world and happy as only a little girl could be with a fine book and a little bowl of candy . . . the afternoon passed.”
“This is my first visit to the moon. I’m like a kid in a candy store! I’ve always been a fan of science fiction. I grew up watching Star Trek. Now I get to live it!”
“With his pockets full of coins he walked through Portsmouth Market. He bought an iron kettle to hang over the fire at home and for his daughter he bought an embroidery needle that came from a boat in the harbor that had sailed all the way from England and for his son he bought a Barlow knife for carving birch brooms with and for the whole family he bought two pounds of wintergreen peppermint candies.”
“his daughter took her needle and began stitching and his son took is Barlow knife and started whittling and they cooked dinner in their new kettle and afterwards everyone ate a winter peppermint candy and that night the ox-cart man sat in front of his fire stitching new harness for the young ox in the barn”
″...they managed to compose themselves and fix the sweets between their teeth. And then they BLEW! And do you know what? A wonderful shrill whistle came out, almost like a toy steam-engine.”
“I waded around in the diamonds, picked up great handfuls of the jewels letting the smaller ones slip through my fingers. I juggled with two heavy diamonds the size of baseballs. I suddenly felt like a small child let loose in a candy shop.”
“In the matter of sweets, William frankly upheld the superiority of quantity over quality. Moreover, he knew every sweet shop within a two mile radius of his home whose proprietor added an extra sweet after the scale had descended, and he patronised these shops exclusively.”