Lost Compass Quotes

“Are you okay?”
“Yeah.”
“Good,” she said, “because if you fall off a skyscraper, I’ll be so mad at you.”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“It was going to be our job to annoy someone?”
“I know—it’s a dream come true!”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“What are you doing?” I asked Loretta.
“Stabbing a cushion,” she told me.”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“After an hour the score was:
Quancita—34
Radiz—51
Sally—froglegs
Perla—9 and 21
Me— hoo-hoo-hooo”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“Keep moving!”
“Bea’s arguing with the floor.”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“Now?” I asked. “Like, now now?”
“What other kind of now is there?” Loretta asked.”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“Uh, she said maybe your eyes matched the Fog like a synchronous magnetic field?”
“I don’t even know what language that is.”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“...Loretta threatened to beat him to death with a wooden spoon...”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“Loretta started belting out a song: “Row, row, row your boat, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G !”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“We’re alive!” Swedish told her. “I did not see that coming.”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“You know what to do?”
“Wander around,” I said. “Until I spot a self-assembled whangdoodle from the Foggy depths.”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“Did you just call me ‘sweetie’?” I asked.
She shoved my shoulder. “No.”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“Well, the bad news,” Swedish said from the wheel, “is that Chess still thinks he’s funny.”
“What’s the good news?” Loretta asked, leaning on our little copper-tubed harpoon. “That Kodoc dropped a bomb on the city?”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“Now you’re listening to Swedish ?” I asked her. “He thinks I’m the Compass because every time I see ticktocks, I happen to be there!”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“If Chess is the switch,” Loretta said, “how does he turn the Fog off?”

Bea bit her lower lip. “I don’t know—ask Chess.”
“How would I know?” I said. “You try being a switch.”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“Why would they follow me?” I asked Swedish. “It doesn’t make sense.”
“They’re made of trash and Fog,” he said. “You think they make sense?”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“With a silent order, I urged Snout forward—but he veered away, charging toward Hazel instead. No, Snout! I thought. Toward the roof! He ignored me. That was the problem with a machine that obeyed your thoughts. Instead of doing what you said, it did what you wanted.

“The Predator !” Hazel shouted at me as I heaved toward the irrigation tower. “Stop the Predator !”

“I’m trying!” I yelled back. “I can’t!”
“Why not?”
“’Cause this stupid thing brought me to you instead.”
“Why?” Then she looked at my face again and said, “Aw, that’s sweet.”
I flushed. “Oh, shut up.”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass

“Wait a second,” I said. “Did we just win?”
― Joel N. Ross, The Lost Compass