Aladdin And Jasmine Quotes

“Before I ran away, my closest friend was a tiger."
Aladdin laughed softly. "Before I met you, my closest friend was a monkey." He kissed her on the forehead. "We're quite a pair.”
― Liz Braswell, A Whole New World

“She wished a silly, girlish wish: that she'd had a chance to really fly on the carpet when it was still a carpet. With Aladdin. Zooming through the night air like she was doing now, but with his warm arms to hold on to and the entire world at their feet. They could have gone anywhere they wanted. They would have been completely free.”
― Liz Braswell, A Whole New World

“Prince,' he could, at this point, take or leave.
The rest of his life with Jasmine, however... that was worth everything.”
― Liz Braswell, A Whole New World

“I don't see a purse of gold coins on you, smart guy. How do you pay for things?"
Aladdin found himself- quite possibly for the first time ever- speechless.
"That's... clever of you," he finally said. "But that's totally different! I only steal because otherwise I'd starve!"
"So it's all right for you to steal- because you need food. But it's not all right for me, who didn't know any better? And was just trying to help a little child?”
― Liz Braswell, A Whole New World

“Interesting. And does Abu have anything else to say?" she asked, leaning closer.
Cinnamon. Her breath smelled of cinnamon. He could even smell her skin at that distance. Though he wasn't one normally prone to poetry, he could only think of a fresh desert breeze that carried a whisper of cypress and sandalwood.
"He wishes there was something he could do to help..." That at least was honest. He wasn't exactly sure how kissing would help her. He just knew it was going to happen or he was going to die.
"Tell him I just might take him up on that," the girl said, closing her eyes and tilting her head.
Aladdin put his arm around her back and prepared for the best thing that had ever happened to him.”
― Liz Braswell, A Whole New World

“You think I'm pretty?" she asked, eyes wide.
Aladdin paused with his mouth hanging open, unsure what to say.
"Ha! I'm kidding, of course you do," Jasmine said, cracking a very unprincessy smile. She pushed him on his shoulder and for a moment Aladdin was reminded, not unfavorably, of Morgiana. "You're as easy to read as a book in Aramaic.”
― Liz Braswell, A Whole New World

“So, Royal Princess- excuse me, Sultana Jasmine- coming to admire your soon-to-be kingdom?" he said with a smile.
"Yes, I want to make some changes. I think it could use a few more lights," she said, finger to her chin in contemplation. "Torches there, there, and there. And maybe a different shade of white this time. More 'eggshell' or 'moon.' Less 'sand.'"
"Definitely less sand," Aladdin agreed.”
― Liz Braswell, A Whole New World

“Let's not leave arguing."
"I'd rather not leave at all.”
― Liz Braswell, A Whole New World

“He looked around for a plank he could lay down between the rooftops for her to walk across.
But before he could think of some way of changing the subject- or staying on this one- the girl had found a pole of her own and leapt nimbly across to him. Far, far more gracefully than he had. Her robes swirled around her as she landed like a queen of the djinn alighting on the golden sands on the desert.
"I learn pretty quickly," she said with mock haughtiness.
Aladdin was once again speechless. What sort of rich girl was this? One who could leap like a mountain goat and play crazy at a moment's notice? Who had never seen poverty before and now, confronted with it, thought about it quietly rather than making rash statements? Who didn't care that Aladdin was a thief, except when he applied different standards to her?
He was a loner, not a hermit; he had known other girls. Morgiana the Shadow, Abanbanu the tailor's daughter, Nefret with the strange green eyes, who came from the desert when the moon was new to trade trinkets from faraway lands.
None of them was like this girl.”
― Liz Braswell, A Whole New World

“Can we get outside?" he asked Jasmine in a gasp.
"Up ahead," she said between breaths. "There is a columned loggia that leads to the Courtyard of the Rose-Scented Footstools."
Aladdin looked at her.
"Just kidding," she said with a quick smile. "They don't really smell."
The tiger bounded ahead as if he knew the plan. The carpet stayed behind them as if he was guarding the rear.
Aladdin wasn't sure what a loggia was, but ahead there was a hall dotted with columns that opened up into a large courtyard with no ceiling overhead. There were lemon trees, sweet-scented myrtle, and pots of roses. More columns, ornamental and abstract, decorated the interior of the courtyard along with statues depicting ancient river gods. There were indeed footstools- carved into the shape of roses.”
― Liz Braswell, A Whole New World

“I'm only growing up, and maybe you should too. We always knew this would happen someday. I was born into a life in which I'm meant to rule. Not all of us have the freedom to be as carefree as you."
Aladdin stepped back, stung.
"You mean not all of us have as little to lose.”
― Alexandra Monir, Realm of Wonders

“Jasmine gazed out through the window, past the lantern-lit gardens and sparkling crystal fountains of the palace grounds, toward the sand dunes and mountains towering in the distance. They were promises of thrills waiting to be discovered... if she could only get to them.
"Do you remember what you said when we first met, when you thought I was a handmaiden?" she asked Aladdin. "You told me the palace was your favorite view in the whole world."
"It was the most amazing sight I'd ever seen, that's for sure. After you, of course." He ruffled her hair playfully. "To see those white-and-gold domed roofs towering over the city, the castle rising from the dunes... it was a wonder, especially from where I was sitting. It still is."
"My favorite view has always been this one." Jasmine's expression turned wistful as she nodded at the window. "You wanted to get in, while I was desperate to get out and see the world. And now..."
"Now you're locked in," he finished, his smile fading. "And everyone wants me out."
"Well. Hardly everyone," she reminded him.”
― Alexandra Monir, Realm of Wonders

“He's easily outshining both princes out there."
"That's not hard to do," Jasmine quipped.
"A man doesn't always need things like a title or a fortune, anyway," Aladdin said, exchanging a knowing glance with Jasmine. "I learned that in a roundabout way.”
― Alexandra Monir, Realm of Wonders

“Jasmine crossed the room to the balcony and opened the doors to find Aladdin floating in midair behind the railing, a mischievous grin on his face.
"Look who came back," he said, before soaring above her on a large Persian carpet woven in an intricate pattern of rich blues and gold.
"Magic Carpet!" Jasmine exclaimed. For a brief moment, her troubles faded from view as Carpet and Aladdin landed on the balcony beside her. Carpet bowed with a flourish, and Jasmine crouched down to hug the colorful fabric. It used its tassels to hug her back. "I thought you were with the Genie!"
"It seems the little fella knew we needed him," Aladdin said, handing Jasmine a folded piece of parchment from his vest pocket. The Genie's loopy blue handwriting filled the page:


Al and Jas,
Can you take this carpet off my hands? It's getting to be a real drag, just letting me walk all over it. (Ba-da-bum!)
For real, though, a little bird told me that you could use a pick-me-up. Since Carpet can literally take care of that, he's yours. Just save me a couple weeks a year for my annual World Carpet Tour, okay?
Good luck, kids, and know I'm always rooting for you,
G


Jasmine hugged the parchment to her chest.
"Thank you, Genie." She met Aladdin's eyes. "It's amazing, isn't it, how he always knows?"
"It must come with the all-powerful-greatness package.”
― Alexandra Monir, Realm of Wonders