Maret

“There's an unwritten law of the universe which assures that the thing you seek will always be found in the last place you look. It applies to everything in life from lost socks to misplaced poisons. . .”
― Alan Bradley, Speaking from Among the Bones

“One of the things I dread about becoming an adult is that sooner or later you begin letting sentimentality get in the way of simple logic. False feelings are allowed to clog the works like raw honey poured into the tiny wheels of a fine timepiece.”
― Alan Bradley, As Chimney Sweepers Come to Dust

“Was sorrow, in the end, a private thing? A closed container? Something that, like a bucket of water, could be borne only on a single pair of shoulders?”
― Alan Bradley, Speaking from Among the Bones

“You can learn from a glance at anyone's library, not what they are, but what they wish to be.”
― Alan Bradley, Thrice the Brinded Cat Hath Mew'd