Page 28 Quotes

“No need to be sarcastic, Codex.
I think that's sincere, actually.
Wow.”
― Cassandra Clare, The Shadowhunter's Codex

“...avacados, prickly pears and papayas used to be gulped down whole, seeds and all, by fridge-sized armadillos called glyptodonts.”
― Adam Leith Gollner, The Fruit Hunters: A Story of Nature, Adventure, Commerce, and Obsession

“Religion verdummt die Leute, wie mein Vater sagt.”
― Victor Lodato, Mathilda Savitch

“So I had a son!" Jessica flared. And she knew she was being goaded into this anger deliberately.
"You were told to bear only daughters to the Atreides."
"It meant so much to him," Jessica pleaded.”
― Frank Herbert, Dune

“Fred is not embarrassed by this attention. He is used to it, regards it as normal, doesn’t in fact realize that few other humans are gazed at so often or so intensely. Since babyhood his appearance has attracted admiration, and often comment. It was soon clear that he had inherited his mother’s brunette, lushly romantic good looks: her thick wavy dark hair, her wide-set cilia-fringed brown eyes (“wasted on a boy,” many remarked).”
― Alison Lurie, Foreign Affairs

“Mrs. Anstruther, who possessed par excellence the gift of continuing with her own subject undisturbed by that of anyone else...”
― Agatha Christie, Murder Is Easy

“No use wasting Christian kisses on a heathen idol’s foot,” Mallory said.

“That must be Kipling,” Macalaster said.”
― Charles McCarry, Shelley's Heart

“Despite my misgivings about the girl and losing focus, a twinge of jealousy snaked through my gut at their easy banter.
"Do you know ech other?" I asked as casually as possible.
She didn't seem like the type who'd go for Vincent, but stranger things have happened. In hell.
She opened her mouth, but Vincent beat her to it.
"Of course." He looked at me like I was stupid. "She's my sister.”
― Ana Huang, The Striker

“Aunt Nina, Father’s sister, was quite different. She smelt nice, like the garden on a summer’s day, and she had a soft voice that Vernon liked. She had other virtues—she didn’t kiss you when you didn’t want to be kissed, and she didn’t insist on making jokes. But she didn’t come very often to Abbots Puissants.”
― Mary Westmacott, Giant's Bread