Molly Ringle > Quotes

“And I got out of there without punching anyone, kicking anyone, or breaking down in tears. Some days the small victories are all you achieve.”
― Molly Ringle, Relatively Honest

“Fine, I'm a stalker, FINE.”
― Molly Ringle, Persephone's Orchard

“Hermes, we love you," Hades said, "but you rarely do as you're told, and you always do as you wish, and I haven't the slightest idea what you'd do with an immortality fruit, but I'm sure it would be both creative and disastrous.”
― Molly Ringle, Underworld's Daughter

“Eventually the real world intruded again, and Sophie had to return to campus—woefully behind on homework, but incandescently in love.”
― Molly Ringle, Persephone's Orchard

“College isn't half as much fun as they told us it was going to be."
"It's not one-hundredth as much fun.”
― Molly Ringle, Relatively Honest

“Hermes visited him in the Underworld a few days before the spring equinox festival, cajoling Hades to come to it.

Hades wandered across the fields with him, Kerberos limping along at his side. “No one wants the god of death at their fertility festival.”

“Sure they do. I’ve heard plenty of girls sighing over your tasty darkness.”

“Tasty darkness. Really.”
― Molly Ringle, Persephone's Orchard

“I’m trying to bring you on board because I’ve never lived a life without you. And I don’t want to start now.”
― Molly Ringle, Persephone's Orchard

“It had to unleash some invisible magic, he thought; Hades and Persephone, joining together again within these black and holy stone walls, for the first time in millennia. As they indulged in enjoying one another, how could they not be reactivating some power within the Earth itself? Surely they were at least bringing autumn storm clouds rolling and thundering over the Mediterranean.

But probably every boy felt that way when finally in bed caressing the girl he loved.”
― Molly Ringle, Persephone's Orchard

“You’re going to kidnap me again?”
Adrian tried a smile. “No, I’ll ask you if you *want* to be kidnapped again.”
― Molly Ringle, Persephone's Orchard

“You're lucky I'm drawn to things that are sick and weird. Makes it so I can actually still like you.”
― Molly Ringle, Relatively Honest

“Ah, mate. My soul loves yours. It does. But this lifetime, my body won’t get on board.”
― Molly Ringle, Immortal's Spring

“Another lesson to file away about Scotland: insulting other people in a childish manner was the national pastime.”
― Molly Ringle, What Scotland Taught Me

“And he had a dog, a nice dog. He couldn’t be too evil or dangerous if he had such a great dog.”
― Molly Ringle, Persephone's Orchard

“That was how people got through life, he supposed: by acknowledging death and telling it, “Not today.”
― Molly Ringle, Persephone's Orchard

“You're welcome to as much wine as you can drink, Ares."

...[Ares] watched two bare-breasted women stroll by. "Am I welcome to your worshippers as well?"

"If they'll have you. Force yourself on anyone, though, and the cat gets to gnaw on your anatomy." Dionysos nodded to Agria, who prowled around the crowd. "Those are the rules."

Ares smirked. ... "No problem there. I'm very persuasive."

Hermes shook his head at Dionysos and mouthed in comical exaggeration, *No, he's not.*”
― Molly Ringle, Underworld's Daughter

“She re-read his email four times, feeling offended and breathless, like he had casually grabbed her head and stuffed it into a pile of wet leaves.”
― Molly Ringle, The Ghost Downstairs

“You’re being nicer to me than I've been to you lately," I said.
"Yes, I am. But then, Hitler was nicer to Poland than you've been to me lately.”
― Molly Ringle, What Scotland Taught Me

“Niko popped a spare slice of bacon in his mouth, chewing it up contentedly. “I hate being a soul, being dead. You know what I hate most about it?”
“No sex?” Sophie guessed.
“That’s what I hate second most about it. No, what I hate most is—”
“That you can’t lie,” Adrian cut in.
Niko lifted his eyebrows at him, impressed. “You do know me. Exactly right.”
“And no bacon,” Freya added.”
― Molly Ringle, Persephone's Orchard

“I had an absurd desire to go down to her and make sure she was all right, and stay with her until dawn. I also had a fierce wish to bludgeon the two frat boys to death with a shovel.”
― Molly Ringle, Relatively Honest

“She knew nothing of Ren except his name, his aptitude with vocabulary, the fact that he wasn’t in college, and the way his hair narrowed to a curling point at the nape of his neck. And she hadn’t even realized she knew that last thing until now.”
― Molly Ringle, The Ghost Downstairs

“A freezing cold underground river. A dark cave lit by ghosts. A man too stupid to realize you loved him. This is what you want?"

"All of it. Especially the very stupid man.”
― Molly Ringle, Underworld's Daughter

“So we came to say hello. To the world’s grouchiest person. Because that’s such fun.”
― Molly Ringle, Persephone's Orchard

“Tell me again how you're not stalking me?”
― Molly Ringle, Persephone's Orchard

“Being around her now was nine parts bliss and one part torment. And he wanted it to last as long as possible.”
― Molly Ringle, Persephone's Orchard

“No, her I brought back because..." Niko lifted his chin toward the moon. "She's magical."

"I get that, if by 'magical' you mean 'hot.'"

"I also mean magical.”
― Molly Ringle, Underworld's Daughter

“Keep calm and grow magic pomegranates.”
― Molly Ringle, Immortal's Spring

“Sinter: And if there’s anything you want from London let me know. I’ll send it

Andy: Really, you’d ship over Tom Hiddleston? That’s sweet”
― Molly Ringle, All the Better Part of Me

“Everything about him was turning out to be so much more accessible than she had thought. Spark by spark, the fire of the lofty star was going out, revealing a warm and completely lovable earthling under its glare.”
― Molly Ringle, Summer Term

“But the thought of New Zealand instantly sent her mind to Watson, the possibly-Australian, possibly-Kiwi, definitely paranormal young fellow with videos of dead guys on his phone.”
― Molly Ringle, Persephone's Orchard

“Everyone knew you shouldn't go biting into fruit offered to you by magical creatures in the woods, even if you'd thought until just five minutes ago that such stories were, you know, only stories.”
― Molly Ringle, The Goblins of Bellwater