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“Everything passes. Joy. Pain. The moment of triumph; the sigh of despair. Nothing lasts forever - not even this.”
― The Edge Chronicles 6: Midnight Over Sanctaphrax: Third Book of Twig
― The Edge Chronicles 6: Midnight Over Sanctaphrax: Third Book of Twig
“Normal! He thought. Normal! I don't want things to be normal. Normal is always being left out, never belonging.”
― Beyond the Deepwoods
― Beyond the Deepwoods
“Will you stand up an fight? he wondered bitterly. Or do you intend to remain on your knees for ever?”
― Stormchaser
― Stormchaser
“Randalf the Wise indeed!I've worn wiser pairs of underpants!”
― Muddle Earth
― Muddle Earth
“Not different, but special!”
― Beyond the Deepwoods
― Beyond the Deepwoods
“What you feel is what you feel – that’s what we woodtrolls say.’ She patted Maris on the shoulder. ‘And knowing how you feel is the first step to changing how you feel,’ she said. ‘If you really want to.’ Maris”
― The Curse of the Gloamglozer: First Book of Quint
― The Curse of the Gloamglozer: First Book of Quint
“you sound like Linius, may Sky rest his soul, despite all its faults and failings he loved the place and did his best to serve both academics and undertowns alike...' Wind Jackal to Quint”
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“Perhaps this is where he belonged, with the lonely old banderbear in the endless Deepwoods, wandering from meal to meal, sleeping in the soft, safe, secret places that only banderbears know. Always on the move, never staying in one place for long, and never following a path.
Sometimes, when the moon rose above the ironwood pines, the banderbear would stop and sniff the air, its small ears fluttering and its eyes half closed. Then it would take a deep breath and let out a forlorn yodelling call into the night air.
From far, far away, there would come a reply: another solitary banderbear calling back across the vastness of the Deepwoods. Perhaps one day they would stumble across each other. Perhaps not. That was the sorrow in their song. It was a sorrow Twig understood.”
― Beyond the Deepwoods
Sometimes, when the moon rose above the ironwood pines, the banderbear would stop and sniff the air, its small ears fluttering and its eyes half closed. Then it would take a deep breath and let out a forlorn yodelling call into the night air.
From far, far away, there would come a reply: another solitary banderbear calling back across the vastness of the Deepwoods. Perhaps one day they would stumble across each other. Perhaps not. That was the sorrow in their song. It was a sorrow Twig understood.”
― Beyond the Deepwoods
“Heads, you win. Tails, he loses.”
― Stormchaser
― Stormchaser
“The funny thing is, they'll all go," said Raffix with a smile. "All the knights and all the squires promoted to replace them. Every last one of them." He smiled ruefully. "Even me."
"But why?" said Quint. "I mean, if you doubt Hax..."
"Because, my dear chap, this is the Knights Academy," Raffix replied. "We were born to stormchase.”
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"But why?" said Quint. "I mean, if you doubt Hax..."
"Because, my dear chap, this is the Knights Academy," Raffix replied. "We were born to stormchase.”
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