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“non ti fidare, ragazzo mio, di quelli che promettono di farti ricco dalla mattina alla sera. Per il solito, o sono matti o imbroglioni!"

Il Grillo-parlante a Pinocchio”
― Carlo Collodi, The Adventures of Pinocchio / Le Avventure di Pinocchio: Illustrated English-Italian Bilingual Edition / Edizione Illustrata Bilingue Inglese-Italiano

“When I sing, I'm no longer Ilaria Belmagio. I'm a princess or a revolutionary, I'm a milkmaid who's just had her heart broken---or a fairy who's lost her wand."
"Or a nightingale who's been found by a lost boy."
"Figaro," Ilaria said, naming the character. "Together, they help each other find their way home. I've always liked that story.”
― Elizabeth Lim, When You Wish Upon a Star

“Still humming to himself, he flipped past sketches---a father and son hiking the base of Mount Cecilia, an old woman feeding pigeons along the old fountain in the middle of Pariva's town square, a young couple strolling around the bell tower at dusk---until he found a fresh new page.”
― Elizabeth Lim, When You Wish Upon a Star

“You should open a shop, Geppetto. A toy shop. I can already imagine what joy you'd bring to the children."
"A toy shop?" Geppetto pretended he'd never dreamt of such a thing. "Oh, no, no. There's no future for a toy maker here."
"Is that you speaking," said Chiara softly, "or your father?"
It astounded him how easily she saw into his heart. No one had said that to him before. Was that why the fairies had come to her, because she could read his dreams and the fears that hindered them?”
― Elizabeth Lim, When You Wish Upon a Star

“Geppetto remembered then that she had asked for a figurine. "What shall I carve you?"
Chiara thought for a moment. "A dove," she said finally. "It's what my mamma and papa used to call me when I was little---because I'd bring peace between Ily and Nico." The nickname made her smile. "And it's my favorite bird.”
― Elizabeth Lim, When You Wish Upon a Star

“With the last of my magic, I pledge to help Pinocchio become a real boy." She extended her hand to Chiara. "You remember what happened when our magics came together and struck your dove?"
As if on cue, Chiara's white dove flew past them and landed on Ilaria's arm.
"She came to life," Chia murmured. "Thanks to the two of us."
"It takes two to make miracles happen," said Ily. "Will you do the honors?"
Taking in a deep breath, Chiara nodded, and together, hand in hand, the sisters approached the lifeless Pinocchio.
Prove yourself brave, truthful, and unselfish, and someday you will be a real boy. She touched her wand to Pinocchio's head. "Awake, Pinocchio. Awake."
Magic brimmed across the young boy's still body, bringing him to life. His cheeks turned rosy, and his wooden nose became one made of flesh, the nails in his knees and elbows turning into joints and bone and muscle. Gone were his donkey ears and tail.
"Papa!" he spoke. "Papa, I'm alive!"
Geppetto rose from the sand, unable to believe his ears. But when he saw his dearest Pinocchio a real boy, his tears of sorrow turned to joy. He scooped his boy into his arms. "My son," he whispered. "You've come home."
Chiara watched them, her heart full of relief and gladness. This was what made her love being a fairy--- the tender moments of joy, the proof that hope was never in vain.”
― Elizabeth Lim, When You Wish Upon a Star