Quotes from Brandon Mull

You look tired, Rachel told Jason. I wish I could jog and sleep at the same time. Can't you? Ferrin asked, joining them at the little cascade. I always imagined that you could sleep rolling down a mountainside in a barrel. I probably could today, Jason conceded.

Oh, Kendra, before I forget, Gavin asked me to give you this letter. He held out a gray, speckled envelope. Happy birthday to you! Seth exclaimed, his voice full of implications. Kendra tried not to blush as she tucked the envelope away. Dear Kendra, Seth improvised, you're the only girl who really gets me, you know, and I think you're very mature for your age-- What about some cake? Grandma interrupted, holding the first piece out to Kendra and glaring at Seth.

In their youth, mortals behave more like nymphs. Adulthood seems impossibly distant, let alone the enfeeblement of old age. But ponderously, inevitably, it overtakes you.

Don't let the brownies bite.

After all, as long as you know, why make when you can take?

How do you kill something that's already dead? Nobody knows enough about them. Ask Jason. He'll have an opinion. Wait a moment. Rachel could see Corinne talking to Jason, but they were too far ahead to hear. He says you chop them up into little pieces. But what if that infects you with the disease? Jason leaned closer to answer Corinne quietly. She laughed. You let Nollin do it.

He's stubborn, Tux warned in a singsong tone. Stay out of this, Mark spat. And touchy, Tux added.

Heroes only need to be brave when there's a good reason. It would be stupid to risk your life without a purpose.

Hooves clomping over the whitewashed planks, Doren sprinted along the boardwalk after Rondus, a portly satyr with butterscotch fur and horns that curved away from each other. Puffing hard, Rondus cut through a gazebo and started down the stairs to the field. Only a few steps behind, Doren went airborne and slammed into the heavyset satyr. Together they pitched violently forward into the grass, staining their skin green.

When your only option is to jump, you jump and try to make it work.

Most pleasures are best as a seasoning, not the main course. p. 374

Everyone should get to clobber a princess at least once, Jason said.

Do us all a favor and toss your mouth overboard.

Being smart can make happiness elusive. Being REALLY smart can help you find it in more places than most.

Why are all these masks winking? Jason pointed around the room with his fork. The loremaster dabbed at his mouth with a frilled purple napkin. One eye is open to all truth, the other closed to all deception.

i hate how my past actions keep messing up my future choices Seth Sorson aka fablehaven (my son's quote)

For anything worth accomplishing, we can always find reasons to doubt, just as we can also find reasons to proceed...I have chosen to side with faith and hope over doubt and despair.

So you're a librarian. His eyes shifted back and forth. I prefer loremaster.

Please, Kendra said. Think of all the lives that will be destroyed. I have, Mark said. Believe me, darling, I grasp all aspects of this, I really do. But how much has the public I'm protecting worried about me? My sanity, my happiness, my right to find peace? They made no promises, Bracken said. They are not preventing the end of the world. Those who know about your sacrifice appreciate you immeasurably. Your life may not be fair, but it is absolutely necessary.

A bar of gold means much more to a pauper than to a king

Not that I lack confidence in the outcome, Ferrin said, but would you consider entrusting the piece of my neck to somebody who is not about to confront one of the most deadly beings in the world?

And you came back to Lyrian? Galloran said in disbelief. Believe it or not, I came through the same hippopotamus that brought me here the first time. Jumped into the tank on purpose. I wanted to keep others from wasting their time pursuing the Word. And I couldn't ditch Rachel. Galloran smiled. Truly, you are possessed by that species of madness that begets heroism.

You and I move through time like a flame on a string. The ashes behind are the past, consumed, unreachable. The string ahead is the future. But the only moment we inhabit, the only moment where we can act, is the present, the point where the flame burns, the point where time touches eternity.

Darkness has touched you, much as light has embraced your sister