Quotes from John Flanagan

He looked up at Stig and Hal. 'Told you this one was a keeper.' Lydia flushed as the two boys smiled. 'Shut up. You make sure you do your stuff with those two overgrown dinner bowls you call shields.

Only if you're a numbskull." "Numbskull yourself! Want me to numb your skull with this shovel?

The man is a nincompoop and a fool. Even worse, he took me for a fool as well.

A wise man once told me, don't believe anything you hear until you've seen it with your own eyes," Halt said. Crowley looked up at him. "Who said that? Pritchard?" It sounded like the sort of thing their old mentor might say. Halt affected to think for a few seconds, then gave a slight smile. "No. I think it was me, actually. I can be very wise at times.

I'm reminded of a conversation I had with your father when you wanted to go to Arrida to ransom Erak. I told him, and I'll tell you now, that a queen-to-be has to do these things - has to take chances. Has to get out in the world. You can't rule properly from an ivory tower.

I don't snore," Horace said, with dignity. Will raised his eyebrows."Is that so?" he said. "Then in that case, you'd better chase out that colony of walruses who are in the tent with you.

Always move forward if you have the option.

Will was worth at least a few tears from a grizzled old wreck like himself, he thought, and made no move to wipe them away.

The King was stretched unconscious on the floor, an overturned chair beside him. Horace was shaking his right hand, nursing his obviously bruised knuckles. "Horace Altman," Halt said, "what on earth have you done?" Horace gestured to the wardrobe full of official garments. "I've just elected you King," he said. "Start getting dressed.

Welcome to Shelter Bay,' he said to Stig. 'Is that what it's called?' Hal gave him a tired grin. 'It is now'.

They sailed into Raguza and Hal said, as bold as brass, "We've come to challenge Zavac and we plan to kick his—

Then he had run, unarmed and bleeding, trusting to the maze like confusion of the ruins to evade the monster behind him.

He appeared nondescript enough, that was for sure. His clothes were simple-verging on drab, in fact. His beard and hair were badly cut. They looked as if he had cut them with a hunting knife, thought Deparnieux,unaware that he was only one of many people to have had that very same thoughts about Halt.

Executing a criminal often makes a martyr of him. Once he's dead and gone, people all too often forget the crimes he's committed and start to see a more sanitised version. A person like that starts to be seen as a victim.

Doesn't matter which is which," he said cheerfully. "They're both idiots.

So we've written a saga," he said. "The Saga of Hal and the Heron Brotherband." "Oh Gorlog help us," Hal muttered.

In the time she had been with him, she had never before heard him snore. "You're faking," she said. "No. I'm really fast asleep," came his voice from under the cowl.

Hal answered him. "We're as sure as we can be. The guard captain said he found a ball of yellow glass. What else could it be?" Jesper shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe a ball of yellow glass?

Be beholden to no one, he had said. Make sure you owe nobody any favors.

You'll like it less when you hear what they've been building. It's a big raised platform at the end of the square about two metres above the ground, with steps running up to it.' 'Like a stage?' Erak suggested. 'Maybe they're going to put on a play.' 'Or an execution,' Horace said.

When you can't see the reason for something, look for the possible result—and ask yourself who might benefit from it.

As the old Ranger adage went "If a person doesn't expect to see someone, odds are he won't.

Never give up because, if an opportunity arises, you have to be ready to take it. Don't give up

It's a walking cart," Horace told him. "You get under it, so the spears won't hit you, and go for a walk.