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“Toads are to dragons what carrots are to unicorns.”
― Ness Kingsley, The Curse of Cackling Meadows

“Out of all the things you would expect when facing a dragon, silence was not on the list.

Roaring? Certainly!

Snarling? Why, yes - of course!

Fire-breathing? Couldn’t possibly do without it. Wouldn’t feel right if it wasn’t there.

But silence?

No. Definitely not.

It was as out of place as a potter at a blacksmith’s.”
― Ness Kingsley, The Curse of Cackling Meadows

“There a dozen ways to skin a cat. All of them are illegal.”
― Ness Kingsley, The Curse of Cackling Meadows

“What kind of movies have you been watching?” asked Ralph with surprised interest. “The kind where girls actually keep their hairpins,” said Donald gloomily. “And are useful.”
― Ness Kingsley, Our Accidental Adventure

“Sounds like a jolly good adventure – rather frightening too, I must say. Fortunate that I was tootling past, say what? Come now, you must be in a bit of a fix. Why don’t you hop aboard and I’ll take you back to Lucille in a jiffy and we’ll have a cuppa and a meeting of the old grey matter, what!”

Donald shuffled next to Ralph’s side. Out of the corner of his mouth, he whispered: “What’s he saying?”
― Ness Kingsley, Our Accidental Adventure

“If someone begins to sing, do not maintain eye contact. The general advice given to fellow travellers is thus: leg it.”
― Ness Kingsley, The Curse of Cackling Meadows

“Hold on, hold on, hold on,” said the Hooded Person of Unknown Gender. “Are you really here to slay a dragon?”

“Yes! Why else would I be so far from home?”

“Sightseeing?” suggested the Female.”
― Ness Kingsley, Our Intrepid Heroine

“I hope so,” grumbled Ian. “I’m going to look for another one of ‘em winged dogs for Mabel.”
― Ness Kingsley, The Curse of Cackling Meadows

“Instead she looked very hard at the woman's chin. On it was a single white hair - visible even in the heavy dusk - that closely resembled a piece of thread hanging off a scrap of fabric.

The woman forgot about Rusty for a moment. "I call her Hephzibah," she said with pride. "It's taken years for her to grow.”
― Ness Kingsley, The Curse of Cackling Meadows

“Think, think … fog and storm … transported into a mystical land …”

“I doubt that,” said Ralph. Several feet away from him lay a sea gull’s carcass. “It’s not really very mystical.”
― Ness Kingsley, Our Accidental Adventure

“I was therefore forced to draw the only possible conclusion; I was going to be heinously murdered.”
― Ness Kingsley, A Most Irregular Prophecy