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  • #1
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “All that is gold does not glitter,
    Not all those who wander are lost;
    The old that is strong does not wither,
    Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

    From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
    A light from the shadows shall spring;
    Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
    The crownless again shall be king.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #2
    Douglas Adams
    “I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.”
    Douglas Adams, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul

  • #3
    J.K. Rowling
    “I solemnly swear that I am up to no good.”
    J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

  • #4
    Douglas Adams
    “I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go by.”
    Douglas Adams, The Salmon of Doubt: Hitchhiking the Galaxy One Last Time

  • #5
    Douglas Adams
    “The story so far:
    In the beginning the Universe was created.
    This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.”
    Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe

  • #6
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “Not all those who wander are lost.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #7
    Stephen  King
    “Books are a uniquely portable magic.”
    Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft

  • #8
    Rick Riordan
    “With great power... comes great need to take a nap. Wake me up later.”
    Rick Riordan, The Last Olympian

  • #9
    J.R.R. Tolkien
    “I don't know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.”
    J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring

  • #10
    Stephen  King
    “Books are the perfect entertainment: no commercials, no batteries, hours of enjoyment for each dollar spent. What I wonder is why everybody doesn't carry a book around for those inevitable dead spots in life.”
    Stephen King

  • #11
    Rick Riordan
    “If my life is going to mean anything, I have to live it myself.”
    Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief

  • #12
    Douglas Adams
    “There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable.

    There is another theory which states that this has already happened.”
    Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe

  • #13
    Douglas Adams
    “Let's think the unthinkable, let's do the undoable. Let us prepare to grapple with the ineffable itself, and see if we may not eff it after all.”
    Douglas Adams, Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency

  • #14
    Douglas Adams
    “I'd far rather be happy than right any day.”
    Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

  • #15
    Leigh Bardugo
    “I took a breath. “Your highness—”
    “Nikolai,” he corrected. “But I’ve also been known to answer to ‘sweetheart’ or ‘handsome.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

  • #16
    Leigh Bardugo
    “You’re mad,” I said. “You know what he can do. No prize is worth that.”
    Sturmhond grinned. “That remains to be seen.”
    “The Darkling will hunt you for the rest of your days.”
    “Then you and I will have something in common, won’t we? Besides, I like to have powerful enemies. Makes me feel important.”
    Mal crossed his arms and considered the privateer. “I can’t decide if you’re crazy or stupid.”
    “I have so many good qualities,” Sturmhond said. “It can be hard to choose.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

  • #17
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Jesper couldn’t quite believe he was having a conversation with the Sturmhond. The privateer was a legend. He’d broken countless blockades on behalf of the Ravkans and there were rumors that… “Do you really have a flying ship? blurted Jesper.
    “No.”
    “Oh.”
    “I have several.”
    “Take me with you.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #18
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Watch yourself, Nikolai,” Mal said softly. “Princes bleed just like other men.”
    Nikolai plucked an invisible piece of dust from his sleeve. “Yes,” he said. “They just do it in better clothes.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

  • #19
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Sturmhond had a way of talking that made me want to shoot someone. Preferably him.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

  • #20
    Leigh Bardugo
    “I don't want lies between us, Alina."

    "How many lies have you told me, Sturmhond? How many secrets have you kept until you were ready to share them?"

    "Prince's prerogative?"

    "If a mere prince gets a pass, so does a living saint."

    "Are you going to make a habit of winning arguments? It's very unbecoming."

    "Was this an argument?"

    "Obviously not. I don't lose arguments.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

  • #21
    Leigh Bardugo
    “You never know," said Nikolai. "I've been busy. I might have some surprises in store for the Darkling yet."

    "Please tell me you plan to dress up as a volcra and jump out of a cake."

    "Well, now you've ruined the surprise.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising

  • #22
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Ravka is grateful for your service," Sturmhond said as they turned to go. "And so is the crown." He waved once. In the late afternoon light, with the sun behind him, he looked less like a privateer and more like... but that was just silly.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #23
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Why does your weak king send a filthy pirate to do his bidding?” sneered the Fjerdan ambassador, his words echoing across the cathedral.

    “Privateer,” corrected Sturmhond. “I suppose he thought my good looks would give me the advantage. Not a concern where you’re from, I take it?”

    “Preening, ridiculous peacock. You stink of Grisha foulness.”

    Sturmhond sniffed the air. “I’m amazed you can detect anything over the reek of ice and inbreeding.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #24
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Has she at least done it before?" said Kaz. "For this purpose?" asked Sturmhond. "I've seen her do it twice. It worked splendidly. Once".”
    Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

  • #25
    Leigh Bardugo
    “Why hunt the sea whip if you only meant to turn it over to Alina?”
    “I wasn’t hunting the sea whip. I was hunting you.”
    “That’s why you raised a mutiny against the Darkling?” I asked. “To get at me?”
    “You can’t very well mutiny on your own ship.”
    “Call it what you like,” I said, exasperated. “Just explain yourself.”
    Sturmhond leaned back and rested his elbows on the rail, surveying the deck. “As I would have explained to the Darkling had he bothered to ask—which, thankfully, he didn’t—the problem with hiring a man who sells his honor is that you can always be outbid.”
    I gaped at him. “You betrayed the Darkling for money?”
    “‘Betrayed’ seems a strong word. I hardly know the fellow.”
    Leigh Bardugo, Siege and Storm

  • #26
    Rick Riordan
    “Annabeth shook her head. "All these years sneaking around, and we could've just been ourselves?"
    "You should always do that." Alex strolled alongside, back in human form, though he still had a few flamingo feathers stuck in his hair. "And you have to flaunt the weird, my friends."
    "I'm going to quote you on that," Percy said.
    "You'd better.”
    Rick Riordan, The Ship of the Dead

  • #27
    Rick Riordan
    “He turned to leave, then hesitated. "One more thing."
    He walked up to me. "I've also been thinking about your declaration of undying love or whatever."
    "I didn't - it wasn't -"
    He clamped his hands on the sides of my gooey face and kissed me.
    I had to wonder: was it possible to dissolve into chocolate on a molecular level and melt into a puddle on the carpet? Because that's how I felt. I'm pretty sure Valhalla had to resurrect me several times during the course of that kiss. Otherwise, I don't know how I was still in one piece when Alex finally pulled away.
    He studied me critically, his brown and amber eyes taking me in. He had a chocolate moustache and goatee now, and chocolate down the front of his sweater vest.
    I'll be honest. A small part of my brain thought, Alex is male right now. I have just been kissed by a dude. How do I feel about that?
    The rest of my brain answered: I have just been kissed by Alex Fierro. I am absolutely great with that.
    In fact, I might have done something typically embarrassing and stupid, like making the aforementioned declaration of undying love, but Alex spared me.
    "Eh." He shrugged. "I'll keep thinking about it. I'll get back to you. In the meantime, definitely take that shower."
    He left, whistling a tune that might have been a Frank Sinatra song from the elevator, "Fly Me to the Moon".”
    Rick Riordan, The Ship of the Dead

  • #28
    Rick Riordan
    “But I suppose if you're friends of Magnus's ..." He went completely still. His runes faded. Then he leaped out of my hand and flew towards Annabeth, his blade twitching as if he was stiffing the air. "Where is she? Where are you hiding the babe?"
    Annabeth backed towards the rail. "Whoa, there, sword. Personal space?"
    "Jack, behave," Alex said. "What are you doing?"
    "She's around here somewhere," Jack insisted. He flew to Percy. "Aha! What's in your pocket, sea boy?"
    "Excuse me?" Percy looked a bit nervous about the magical sword hovering at his waistline.
    Alex lowered his Ray-Bans. "Okay, now I'm curious. What do you have in your pocket, Percy? Enquiring swords want to know."
    Percy pulled a plain-looking ballpoint pen from his jeans. "You mean this?"
    "BAM!" Jack said. "Who is this vision of loveliness?"
    "Jack," I said. "It's a pen."
    "No, it's not! Show me! Show me!"
    "Uh ... sure." Percy uncapped the pen.
    Immediately it transformed into a three-foot-long sword with a leaf-shaped blade of glowing bronze.. Compared to Jack, the weapon looked delicate, almost petite, but from the way Percy wielded it I had no doubt he'd be able to hold his own on the battlefields of Valhalla with that thing.
    Jack turned his point towards me, his runes flashing burgundy. "See Magnus? I told you it wasn't stupid to carry a sword disguised as a pen!"
    "Jack, I never said that!" I protested. "You did.”
    Rick Riordan, The Ship of the Dead

  • #29
    Rick Riordan
    “Blitz and Hearth were almost at the shore when Alex stopped abruptly.
    I didn't have any energy left either, but I thought I should try to sound encouraging. "We - we have to k-keep going." I looked over. We were nose-to-nose under the blankets. Her eyes glinted, amber and brown. Her scarf had dipped below her chin. Her breath was like limes.
    Then, before I even knew what was happening, she kissed me. She could have bitten off my mouth and I would have been less surprised. Her lips were cracked and rough from the cold. Her nose fitted perfectly next to mine. Our faces aligned, our breath mixed. Then she pulled away.
    "I wasn't going to die without doing that," she said.
    The world of primordial ice must not have frozen me completely, because my chest burned like a coal furnace.
    "Well?" She frowned. "Stop gaping and let's move."
    We trudged towards the shore. My mind wasn't working properly. I wondered if Alex had kissed me just to inspire me to keep going, or to distract me from our imminent deaths. It didn't seem possible she'd actually wanted to kiss me. Whatever the case, that kiss was the only reason I made it to shore.”
    Rick Riordan, The Ship of the Dead

  • #30
    Rick Riordan
    “The only strange thing about Jackson was the tattoo on the inside of his forearm - a trident as dark as seared wood, with a single line underneath and the letters SPQR.
    He'd told me the letters stood for Sono Pazzi Quelli Romani - those Romans are crazy. I wasn't sure if he was kidding.”
    Rick Riordan, The Ship of the Dead



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