Quotes from Garth Nix

Everything moved rapidly after the tea was drunk.

Sixth comes Saraneth, also known as the Binder. Saraneth speaks with the deep voice of power, shackling the Dead to the wielder's will.

they might refuse the evidence of their own eyes and continue blindly on over the ridge, driven by optimism and hope that finally they would find somewhere to call home.

It's you I'm concerned about. You are letting your fear come between you and getting better.

Who can I trust?" Arthur blurted out. "Those who wish you well," said the Old One. "Not those who wish to use you well. Be a player, not a pawn

The Dog was a different matter. She was new, or so old that any book that told of her was long since dust. The creature in the fog thought the latter.

Lirael almost apologized, but she held it back. She did feel sorry for Nick. It wasn't his fault he had been chosen by an ancient spirit of evil to be its avatar. She even felt sort of maternal to him. He needed to be tucked in bed and fed willow-bark tea. That thought led to the idle speculation of what he might look like if he were well. He could be quite handsome, Lirael thought, and then instantly banished the notion. He might be an unwitting enemy, but he was still an enemy.

Garth on making his stories feel real Things like armour, clothes and other small details are very important in building up the reality of the story... I do spend quite a lot of time on things like clothing, armour, weapons and try and make them feel real.

Come, said Tanitha. Come to the Great Hall, and we will lie down with the puppies, and I will tell you a story. One about the Dog with the Wonderful Nose? asked Anya. She tried to smile, but found herself crying instead. But those are for puppies and children. You can never be too old for stories about the Dog with the Wonderful Nose, said Tanitha.

Fear and realization of ignorance were strong medicines against stupid pride.

Waiting feeds fear. Courage comes with deeds.

Millennia of servitude, Abhorsen. Chained by trickery, treachery... captivenin a repulsive, fixed-flesh shape...but there will be payment, slow payment —not quick, not quick at all!

Some were Charter Mages, and there would not be time to argue rights and wrongs, so any aggressive magic he used would be countered or negated by these others, as was the nature of Charter Magic.

Do you think I could still be a wizard? One day?' 'Perhaps,' said the Good Wizard. 'I was a princess myself once.

You have to know where you are to know where to go.

This is what it is, to be an Abhorsen.

Blood trickled down his chin as he was hauled up onto his knees, the golden rope securing his arms behind him and his ankles together. Arthur looked up and saw the fizzing sparkling crown coming down. I'm Arthur Penhaligon, he thought desperately... The crown was wedged tightly upon his head- and Arthur fell silently screaming into darkness.

You'd better take over here as temporary Mistress, Joan," he said to Professor Aiken.

they had an instictive ability to love, so that when they encountered each other, they fitted together in a way that made the two of them more than each could ever be on their own

You are a fierce Librarian, aren't you?

Volí si stezku chodec, nebo stezka chodce?

Is it a lack of faith to be thinking that we're all going to be slain or captured and sunk into the Hot Lake?" asked one of the four chosen archers. "Yes," snapped the Carp.

Lirael left in a daze of happiness. She had survived the ordeal. She had been accepted. She was going to be a librarian!

Mmmmmm, said Ardent [the Royal Dog]. He liked cooked food. Also raw food and semicooked food, and things that might be food and so were worth chewing on for a while to make sure they weren't food.