Emily Walker > Emily 's Quotes

Showing 1-18 of 18
sort by

  • #1
    Jennifer A. Nielsen
    “You stole it from the master."
    "Who stole it from me. What I did simply set the universe back in order.”
    Jennifer A. Nielsen

  • #2
    Jennifer A. Nielsen
    “Nobody gives you respect in this life. You must take it, you must earn it, and then you must hold it sacred, because no matter how hard respect is to attain, it can be lost in an instant.”
    Jennifer A. Nielsen, The Shadow Throne

  • #3
    K.B. Hoyle
    “Most boys her age spent half their free time playing video games, but Tellius spent all of his in adult pursuits like fighting, managing, ruling, and delegating, and it showed. If she’d begun to think he was attractive last year, she now wondered how she ever could have found him anything but attractive. As she took in his square jaw, straight aristocratic nose, intense green-flecked eyes, and that ever-present smattering of freckles, Darcy felt her ears grow warm. She looked down at the flagstones.
    Darcey Pennington”
    K.B. Hoyle, The Enchanted

  • #4
    K.B. Hoyle
    “There is always hope,” she said. “Just because you can’t see it doesn’t mean it’s not there.”
    K.B. Hoyle, The Bone Whistle

  • #5
    Roald Dahl
    “So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
    Go throw your TV set away,
    And in its place you can install
    A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
    Then fill the shelves with lots of books.”
    Roald Dahl, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

  • #6
    Roald Dahl
    “Mr. Wonka: "Don’t forget what happened to the man who suddenly got everything he wanted."
    Charlie Bucket: "What happened?"
    Mr. Wonka: "He lived happily ever after.”
    Roald Dahl, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory

  • #7
    Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.
    “Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.”
    Roald Dahl

  • #8
    Andrew       Peterson
    “Those of us who write, who sing, who paint, must remember that to a child a song may glow like a nightlight in a scary bedroom. It may be the only thing holding back the monsters. That story may be the only beautiful, true thing that makes it through all the ugliness of a little girl’s world to rest in her secret heart. May we take that seriously. It is our job, it is our ministry, it is the sword we swing in the Kingdom, to remind children that the good guys win, that the stories are true, and that a fool’s hope may be the best kind.”
    Andrew Peterson, Adorning the Dark: Thoughts on Community, Calling, and the Mystery of Making

  • #9
    Andrew       Peterson
    “(which I never cared for, though the covers were killer), Stephen R. Lawhead’s The Pendragon Cycle, Robert Jordan’s The Eye of the World, Terry Brooks’s The Sword of Shannara, and of course, towering above them all, J. R. R. Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings—a book I hadn’t read, which caused my brother no end of consternation. I had seen the animated films seven hundred times, so I didn’t think I needed to read it yet. (Don’t be angry. Tolkien, for me, came later.) But hobbits aside, I stood in the aisle at Waldenbooks and yearned, I tell you.”
    Andrew Peterson, Adorning the Dark: Thoughts on Community, Calling, and the Mystery of Making

  • #10
    Andrew       Peterson
    “That evil was a nameless evil, an evil whose name was Gnag the Nameless.”
    Andrew Peterson, On the Edge of the Dark Sea of Darkness

  • #11
    Andrew       Peterson
    “I'm too angry at you to let you die.”
    Andrew Peterson, North! or Be Eaten

  • #12
    Andrew       Peterson
    “He wanted to be alone, and he wanted to be found.”
    Andrew Peterson, The Monster in the Hollows

  • #13
    Andrew       Peterson
    “Since we were made to glorify God, worship happens when someone is doing exactly what he or she was made to do.”
    Andrew Peterson, Adorning the Dark: Thoughts on Community, Calling, and the Mystery of Making

  • #14
    Andrew       Peterson
    “Kalmar nodded. "I'm sorry, Papa. I wasn't strong enough."
    "None of us are, lad. Me least of all." Esben smiled and took a rattling breath. "But it's weakness that the Maker turns to strength. Your fur is why you alone loved a dying cloven. You alone in all the world knew my need and ministered to my wounds." Esben pulled Kalmar closer and kissed him on the head. "And in my weakness, I alone know your need. Hear me, son. I loved you when you were born. I loved you when I wept in the Deeps of Throg. I loved you even as you sang the song that broke you. And I love you now in the glory of your humility. You're more fit to be the king than I ever was. Do you understand?"
    Kalmar shook his head.
    Esben smiled and shuddered with pain. "A good answer, my boy. Then do you believe that I love you?"
    "Yes, sir. I believe you." Kalmar buried his face in his father's fur.
    "Remember that in the days to come. Nia, Janner, Leeli - help him to remember.”
    Andrew Peterson, The Monster in the Hollows

  • #15
    Andrew       Peterson
    “I want you, dear reader, to remember that one holy way of mending the world is to sing, to write, to paint, to weave new worlds. Because the seed of your feeble-yet-faithful work fell to the ground, died, and rose again, what Christ has done through you will call forth praise from lonesome travelers long after your name is forgotten. They will know someone lived and loved here.”
    Andrew Peterson, Adorning the Dark: Thoughts on Community, Calling, and the Mystery of Making

  • #16
    Andrew       Peterson
    “We're in the Maker's keeping. Even if we die trying, death is just another way out. But you? You'll just turn to dust.”
    Andrew Peterson, The Warden and the Wolf King

  • #17
    Andrew       Peterson
    “She turned around and said, "Is there anything I can do?"

    It was the only thing she could have said that he couldn't answer with anger, which frustrated Janner even more. If she had asked what was wrong, he would have hurled a perfectly sassy reply right back at her. If she had told him to cheer up, he would have grouched something about how cheery he'd be if he had played with puppies all day. If she had tried to be silly to cheer him up, he would have barked that he was sorry he wasn't in the mood for games.

    But "Is there anything I can do?" poured cool water on his fire. It told him that she cared. It told him that she saw he needed something, even if she didn't know what. It told him that she hurt with him.”
    Andrew Peterson, The Monster in the Hollows

  • #18
    C.S. Lewis
    “Child,' said the Lion, 'I am telling you your story, not hers. No one is told any story but their own.”
    C.S. Lewis, The Horse and His Boy



Rss