Elizabeth Klein > Quotes

“It was curious how like a tree she looked, lying motionless in the hull. How slender and delicate and twig-like her long fingers were, how lissom her long arms and legs, like the branches of a young tree. How luxuriant and green her long hair as it curled around her face and shoulders. Her skin, if skin it was, appeared smooth and unwrinkled, unmarred by the cares and worries that beset them. Her gown melded to her lithe body like a second skin. It was odd he could not tell where her legs began and the gown ended; both melded seamlessly. What he couldn’t help but notice was that she was very beautiful, a delicate, fragile creature who needed help. Wonder what your name is?
Sojourn.”
― Elizabeth Klein, Greenheart of the Forest

“You were once a proud, prosperous people. The Morning Star smiled on all the works of your hands. Everything you did prospered. Now you and your families starve. These are the hard, bare facts—the truth! When will you stand in unity and fight for what belongs to you? We can defeat this tyrant if we work together.”
― Elizabeth Klein, Firelight of Heaven

“Worlds exist side by side, or within each other. I know not how. This world is just one of many. Its existence contradicts the laws of the Morning Star. Reality is concealed and its boundaries no longer survive as they once did. Time is one boundary, or dimension; light is another. But Time is winding down and has grown shorter. All the other dimensions are interwoven and interconnected too, so if one is affected, all will be affected. I don’t know how I know all this; I just do.”
― Elizabeth Klein, Shadow Helm of Glory

“The soft voice of the girl with the amethyst eyes trickled through his mind. The scent of her memory still wafted through his thoughts.”
― Elizabeth Klein, The Gryphon Key

“As he turned to flee, shame and guilt filled him that he would leave his father to fight alone. He wanted to remain and somehow help, but even as he fled, he knew there was nothing he could do.”
― Elizabeth Klein, Wellspring of Time

“The name reverberated through Robbie like the receding echoes in a hollow chamber. It whispered of rebellion.”
― Elizabeth Klein, Ice Breath of the Earth

“An inventor must have silence in order to think.”
― Elizabeth Klein, Max, the Intrepid Mouse

“Depression is like an explosion of rotting memories inside my damaged head.”
― Elizabeth Klein, The Gryphon Key

“Martha looked over at Max sitting quietly by himself. He had a composed, studious look on his face, his unusual silence betraying that his mind was full of active thoughts. But what, exactly, he was thinking about was anyone’s guess. He’d been a closed book for days, off in his little nest inventing things, scribbling cryptic notes, making drawings of strange objects only he knew anything about. What was he up to?”
― Elizabeth Klein, Max, the Intrepid Mouse

“Jock discovered certain features about real-life detectives to be true. They almost never wore trench coats and hats when on a case. They didn’t carry secret gadgets like Marco Lex, only their cell phones. And they didn’t look like detectives, just ordinary people!”
― Elizabeth Klein, Jock McLock's Piratical Adventure

“Someone at school used the word carrion in a story. It’s a good word to describe writing. Carrion words, black crows, sooty devils that peck at your soul with wicked beaks until you bleed. But no one cares.”
― Elizabeth Klein, The Gryphon Key

“In one day, the world stops spinning and everything loses its colour and becomes sepia.”
― Elizabeth Klein, The Gryphon Key

“Magic hissed in his ears like a snake, knotted up from disuse. Layers of it twisted about, complex threads, like string. He took a deep breath to calm himself. He waited. But he sensed it unravelling even more, growing stronger in his psyche. Drowning out his willpower. Overwhelming him in a wave of dominion.”
― Elizabeth Klein, Wellspring of Time

“We’re not just mice; we’re inventor mice and we can make anything we set our minds to make.”
― Elizabeth Klein, Max, the Intrepid Mouse

“Not only was the Black Spot something you found on your undies after a thunder clap, it was also a dire warning that something bad would happen to the person it was given to.”
― Elizabeth Klein, Jock McLock's Piratical Adventure