Zitateliste 748 - 1451

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748. “If you did, you’d know I don’t have time to listen to stupid, boring stories from some stupid, boring tree that isn’t even real–”

Oh? said the monster. Did you dream the berries on the floor of your room?

“Who cares even if I didn’t?!” Conor shouted back. “They’re just stupid berries. Woo-hoo, so scary. Oh, please, please, save me from the berries!

The monster looked at him quizzically. How strange, it said. The words you say tell me you are scared of the berries, but your actions seem to suggest otherwise.


A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness


749


749. The nightmare feeling was rising in him, turning everything around him to darkness, making everything seem heavy and impossible, like he’d been asked to lift a mountain with his bare hands and no one would let him leave until he did.


A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness


750


750. She was only a farmer’s daughter, but she was beautiful, and also smart, as the daughters of farmers need to be, for farms are complicated businesses.


A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness


751


751. When he awoke, he acted out a pantomime should anyone be watching. But also, it may surprise you to learn, for himself. The monster’s branches creaked. Sometimes people need to lie to themselves most of all.


A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness


752


752. “I don’t understand. Who’s the good guy here?”

There is not always a good guy. Nor is there always a bad one. Most people are somewhere inbetween.


A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness


753


753. The monster hadn’t come for five days. Maybe it didn’t know where his grandma lived.


A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness


754


754. Think like your target and only stop being him when you pull the trigger.


Gideon‘s Spies by Gordon Thomas


755


755. Targets were chosen from local sayanim volunteers who were only told they were taking part in a security exercise designed to protect an Israeli-owned facility; a synagogue or bank were usually given as the reason. Volunteers found themselves pounced upon in a quiet street and bundled into a car, or had their homes entered in the middle of the night and awoke to find themselves peering down a gun barrel.


Gideon‘s Spies by Gordon Thomas


756


756. All Bibi’s talk about ‘action now’ was pure bullshit. Any operation of that nature requires careful planning. Bibi wanted results as if this was a computer game, or one of those old action-hero movies he likes to watch. But it just doesn’t work like that in the real world.”


Gideon‘s Spies by Gordon Thomas


757


757. Rocks deep underground which glow with an eerie light of their own. Fortunately, these are often found moments after your torch has burnt out.


The tough Guide to Fantasyland by Dianne Wynne Jones


758


758. some Tourists, however, adopt the expedient of cutting out half their Names and filling the gaps with APOSTROPHES, as in Ka'a Orto'o. Then, unless you know what was in the gap, you can't enslave them. This is the true reason why so many Names in Fantasyland contain Apostrophes.


The tough Guide to Fantasyland by Dianne Wynne Jones


759


759. “What about that?” Jesper asked, gesturing to Kaz’s walking stick. Kaz’s laugh was low and humorless.

“Who’d deny a poor cripple his cane?”


Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo


760


760. Besides, old women must know something, or they wouldn’t live to gather wrinkles and yell from their front stoops.


Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo


761


761. “I trade in information, Geels, the things men do when they think no one is looking. Shame holds more value than coin ever can.”


Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo


762


762. As Conor and his father walked through it towards an empty bench, they kept passing patients in hospital gowns, walking with their families or out on their own sneaking cigarettes. It made the park feel like an outdoor hospital room. Or a place where ghosts went to have a break.


A Monster Cally by Patrick Ness


763


763. “The other reason your grandma was mad at me was because she doesn’t think me or your mum have been honest enough with you. About what’s really happening.”


A Monster Cally by Patrick Ness


764


764. Understanding flooded him, relief did, too, so powerful it almost made him cry, right there in the Headmistress’s office. He was going to be punished. It was finally going to happen. Everything was going to make sense again. She was going to exclude him. Punishment was coming. Thank God. Thank God–

“But how could I do that?”


A Monster Cally by Patrick Ness


765


765. be raised in anger for the Crystal to shoot FIRE and POWER and blast the people in front of you. This is awkward if you happen to lose your temper with a friend.


The tough Guide to Fantasyland by Dianne Wynne Jones


766


766. Maybe there had been true evil there, but apparently the evil was, oddly enough, always on the other side. Perhaps it was contagious.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


767


767. But he recognized it as a kind of residual glare; she’d said her piece, and now it was just a bit of play-acting, to show she was the boss here. And bosses can afford to be generous, especially when you look a little fearful and suitably impressed. It worked.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


768


768. You speak the truth.

“That’s it?”

You think it is easy? The monster raised two enormous eyebrows. You were willing to die rather than speak it.


A Monster Cally by Patrick Ness


769


769. “Of course it doesn’t,” she said, and she started to cry again. But she wasn’t the kind of grandma who was going to let crying get in the way of her talking.


A Monster Cally by Patrick Ness


770


770. The glass, now in Ridcully’s hand, trembled not a fraction. He’d held his job for a long time, right back to the days when a wizard who blinked died.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


771


771. ‘Sometimes people fool themselves into believing things that aren’t true. Sometimes that can be quite dangerous for the person. They see the world in a wrong way. They won’t let themselves see that what they believe is wrong. But often there is a part of the mind that does know, and the right words can let it out.’


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


772


772. ‘All her clothes might fall off. I am sorry about this, but it appears to be a by-product of the whole business of poetry.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


773


773. ‘Skull ring, remember? Under college statute the head of the Department of Post-Mortem Communications is entitled, nay, required to make tasteless, divisive and moderately evil remarks. I’m sorry, but these are your rules.’


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


774


774. ‘It’s hard to hate people who are a long way away. You forget how dreadful they are. But you see a neighbour’s warts every day.’


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


775


775. He said it jovially, but there was an edge to his voice. Trev, at least, got the message very quickly; a wizard could trust you because of the hellish future he could unleash on you if his trust was betrayed.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


776


776. daß es stille in ihr ward und sie wehmütig vor sich hinschaute, als sähe sie etwas, wonach sie sich sehnte und was sie doch nicht erreichen konnte.


Die Geier-Wally by Wilhelmine von Hillern


777


777. ‘Really. Really,’ said Ridcully, as though filing this away and trying not to think How many of them were alive before you murdered them?


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


778


778. ‘Oh, but I am challenged very frequently,’ said Lord Vetinari. ‘It’s just that they don’t win.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


779


779. No ‘Would you put your hands together for’, no ‘Lend me your ears’, no ‘Be upstanding for’. He simply stood up and the noise went down.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


780


780. Then they tried skulls, but you had to get ’em off people and that led to fightin’.’


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


781


781. Ridcully glanced up. Some of Lord Vetinari’s clerks were briskly heading towards them, along with some of the slurred speaker’s friends, who could be defined at this point as people who were slightly more sober than he was and right now were sobering up very, very fast, because when you have just slapped a tyrant on the back you need all the friends you can get.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


782


782. ‘It would appear that a young woman has got in via the back gate by bribing the guards, sir. They accepted the bribes, as per your standing orders,


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


783


783. Do I appear drunk?’ ‘In my opinion no, sir, but you seem unusually…talkative.’


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


784


784. The moving figures stopped instantly. That was somehow creepier than their movement.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


785


785. I think everybody does it. We are very good at hiding from ourselves what we do not want to know. Believe me; I was very good at keeping that from myself. But it leaks out, you see, in dreams and things when you have dropped your guard.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


786


786. How can you be so certain that the orcs were that bad in any case?’
‘We did terrible things.’
‘They,’ said Glenda. ‘They, not we, not you. And one thing I am certain of is that in a war no one is going to say that the other side is made up of very nice people.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


787


787. ‘Look,’ he said, as if weary of having to explain so often, and sighed again. ‘I am supposed to be the bad person as defined by university statute, right? I am supposed to listen at doors. Supposed to dabble in the black arts. I’ve got the skull ring.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


788


788. Though in reality, a word to the wise, madam, is sufficient. It’s all done on the basis of trust, really. I am trusted to be untrustworthy. I don’t know what the Archchancellor would do without me.’


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


789


789. ‘It’s quite hard to get anything to run into a hail of arrows unless you give it some encouragement.’


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


790


790. ‘There were no assassinations,’ said her ladyship. She turned her eyes upwards. ‘There was, however, a terrible mining accident and a rather unusual rock slide.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


791


791. The way to retain power, I have always thought, is to ensure the absolute unthinkability of oneself not being there.


Unseen Academicals by Terry Pratchett


792


792. ‘Any man can get on a mule,’ said Vorbis. ‘Often many times in a short distance. And now, it would appear, we are all here?’


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


793


793. involved with the most unpleasant mind I’ve ever seen, someone who kills people to see if they die.


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


794


794. The followers of Om had lit their campfires in the crumbled halls of Gilash just as the Prophet had said, and that counted even though he’d said it only five minutes earlier, when they were only looking for the firewood, because everyone agreed a prophecy is a prophecy


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


795


795. ‘Winners never talk about glorious victories. That’s because they’re the ones who see what the battlefield looks like afterwards. It’s only the losers who have glorious victories.’


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


796


796. The one before that was some intricate device that demonstrated the principles of leverage by incidentally hurling balls of burning sulphur two miles.


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


797


797. ‘We have been treated—’
‘Much better than you would have treated us,’ said the Tyrant mildly.


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


798


798. ‘Slave is an Ephebian word. In Om we have no word for slave,’ said Vorbis.
‘So I understand,’ said the Tyrant. ‘I imagine that fish have no word for water.’


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


799


799. He was walking unaided now, provided that you gently turned him around whenever you needed to change direction


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


800


800. Always be man who cleans pews or sweeps up behind altar. No one bother useful man. No one bother small man. No one remember name.’


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


801


801. A knifeblade made a dramatic and very final silhouette against the light—


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


802


802. Bishops move diagonally. That’s why they often turn up where the kings don’t expect them to be.


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


803


803. XV. I Could Destroy You Utterly.
‘Yes. I am entirely in your power.’
XVI. I Could Crush You Like An Egg!
‘Yes.’
Om paused. Then he said: XVII. You Can’t Use Weakness As A Weapon.


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


804


804. ‘No. Men should die for lies. But the truth is too precious to die for.’


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


805


805. And he’s carrying a dead body, sir.’
‘On a battlefield? It’s not bring-your-own, you know.’


Small Gods by Terry Pratchett


806


806. Jeffrey had been a cop for too long to think that a crappy childhood was a good excuse for anything, but he understood why some people used it as a justification.


A Faint Cold Fear by Karen Slaughter


807


807. “Chuck Gaines has been killed.”
Cathy was too shocked to be worried anymore. “The boy who ate your macaroni project in the third grade?”


A Faint Cold Fear by Karen Slaughter


808


808. “I expect,” Ruthven had told him, “that if you ever actually take the time to think clearly about what you’ve just said, you will be absolutely paralyzed with embarrassment. You are barely a decade changed and you have been reading entirely too many tiresome novels. We are not above or below the living, we are beside them, and if we want to go on existing at all we have to understand that the secrecy must be maintained for everybody’s sake.


Strange Practice: A Dr Greta Helsing novel by Vivian Shaw


809


809. it’s much easier and wiser to take a small amount from several individuals than drain one person to the point of death, and far less likely to get you noticed by people with the pitchfork-and-torch mentality.”


Strange Practice: A Dr Greta Helsing novel by Vivian Shaw


810


810. Given the damage that blade caused to Sir Francis, I expect it would do something just as comprehensively nasty to me. If we see any monk types I shall hide behind you and whimper.”


Strange Practice: A Dr Greta Helsing novel by Vivian Shaw


811


811. Fastitocalon missed Wilfert Helsing very sharply sometimes. It should be Wilfert watching over her, and not his own self.


Strange Practice: A Dr Greta Helsing novel by Vivian Shaw


812


812. Then he sighed a little, a faint wheezing sigh that she thought was the weariest damn sound she had ever heard.


Strange Practice: A Dr Greta Helsing novel by Vivian Shaw


813


813. There was a game Greta and her father had played a long time ago in which you had to hold a complete conversation using only quotations from books or plays, and the first person who couldn’t come up with a line – any line – to carry on the discussion conceded defeat.


Strange Practice: A Dr Greta Helsing novel by Vivian Shaw


814


814. I’m almost certain that claiming to be the Voice of God when you are not, in fact, the Voice of God is something upon which Heaven frowns. The job’s taken, you know.


Strange Practice: A Dr Greta Helsing novel by Vivian Shaw


815


815. They were very, very good at practicing the art of not being seen by the humans who regularly visited these underground spaces. They had to be. And they had very sharp ears and eyes.


Strange Practice: A Dr Greta Helsing novel by Vivian Shaw


816


816. Er hatte wesentlich mehr mit seinen Ängsten zu kämpfen als seine Kollegen, er war nicht so stark und rücksichtslos wie sie, und er verfügte nicht über ihre kriminelle Energie.


Die Stadt der träumenden Bücher by Walter Moers


817


817. flummoxed anatomist who opened a crate delivered to his lab expecting a cadaver but found instead “a very fine ham, a large cheese, a basket of eggs, and a huge ball of yarn.”


Stiff: The curious lives of human cadavers by Mary Roach


818


818. »Oh, glauben Sie bitte nicht, daß Kultiviertheit und Verkommenheit sich gegenseitig ausschließen«, seufzte Smeik.


Die Stadt der träumenden Bücher by Walter Moers


819


819. Wer bereit ist, so viel Schuld auf sich zu laden – empfindet der keine Gewissensbisse? Die Antwort ist ganz schlicht: Nein. In meiner Position kann man sich Schuldgefühle einfach nicht leisten. Sie schrumpfen zum Glück mit zunehmender Macht, das ist ein ganz natürlicher Prozeß.«


Die Stadt der träumenden Bücher by Walter Moers


820


820. »Wie kann die Antwort auf diese Fragen von heute in einem so alten Buch stehen?«
»Die Antworten auf fast alle Fragen von heute stehen in alten Büchern«,


Die Stadt der träumenden Bücher by Walter Moers


821


821. “What crime would they charge me with? Suicide?”


John Dies at the End by David Wong


822


822. “Which would prove I’m a monster, Arnie? Sacrificing the people I love for the fight? Or walking away from the fight to save the people I love?”


John Dies at the End by David Wong


823


823. »Konversation«, sagte der Jäger. »Können wir uns ein bißchen unterhalten? Ich habe seit einem Jahr mit niemandem mehr geredet.«


Die Stadt der träumenden Bücher by Walter Moers


824


824. It might not even have made much difference to them if they’d known exactly how much power the President of the Galaxy actually wielded: none at all. Only six people in the Galaxy knew that the job of the Galactic President was not to wield power but to attract attention away from it.


The Hitchhiker‘s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams


825


825. “We’re not going in through the embassy,” said Kaz. “Always hit where the mark isn’t looking.”
“Who’s Mark?” asked Wylan. Jesper burst out laughing.
“Oh, Saints, you are something. The mark, the pigeon, the cozy, the fool you’re looking to fleece.”


Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo


826


826. “The easiest way to steal a man’s wallet is to tell him you’re going to steal his watch. You take his attention and direct it where you want it to go. Hringkälla is going to do that job for us.


Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo


827


827. “On the boat. The less you know, the less you can talk.”


Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo


828


828. “The real Ferolind.”
“But—”
“The boat that blew was a decoy.”
“You knew?”
“No, I took precautions. It’s what I do, Jesper.”
“You could have told us we—”
“That would defeat the purpose of a decoy. Get moving.”


Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo


829


829. “Maybe your tutors didn’t cover this lesson, but you do not argue with a man covered in blood and a knife up his sleeve.”


Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo


830


830. But Jesper did and gave him a cheery wave. Kaz’s expression didn’t change.
“Would it kill him to smile every once in a while?” Jesper asked.
“Very possibly.”


Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo


831


831. Two guys jumped me in an alley one night. Kaz took them down, and we started doing jobs together.”
“He probably hired those boys to attack you so you’d feel indebted to him.”


Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo


832


832. Kaz had simply removed the hinges. It was a trick they’d used plenty of times when a lock was too complicated to pick quickly or they wanted to make a theft look like an inside job. Ideal for faking suicides, Kaz had once told her, and she’d never been sure if he was sincere.


Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo


833


833. You have to let the mark feel like he’s won.


Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo


834


834. Long ago, after a bad fall, her father had explained that only fools were fearless. We meet fear, he’d said. We greet the unexpected visitor and listen to what he has to tell us. When fear arrives, something is about to happen.


Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo


835


835. “What is a Squaller doing in the rare books room?” Jesper asked as they raced through the labyrinth of shelves and cases, past the occasional scholar or student crouched against the books in fear.
“Humidity. He keeps the air dry to preserve the manuscripts.”
“Nice work if you can get it.”


Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo


836


836. “No,” said Kaz. “Too much to lose. And he gave us a map to what to steal first.”


Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo


837


837. From then on, the crying hadn’t stopped. Kaz had eventually thrown his hands up in frustration, and they’d all stepped outside the tomb to try to find some quiet.


Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo


838


838. “Where do you think the money went?” he repeated.
“Guns?” asked Jesper.
“Ships?” queried Inej.
“Bombs?” suggested Wylan.
“Political bribes?” offered Nina. They all looked at Matthias. “This is where you tell us how awful we are,” she whispered. He shrugged.


Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo


839


839. “You always say that.”
“Isn’t that how things are done around here?” asked Wylan. “We all tell Kaz we’re fine and then do something stupid?”
“Are we that predictable?” said Inej.
Wylan and Matthias said in unison, “Yes.”


Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo


840


840. Wylan had seen a lot of different smiles from Jesper, but the one that spread across his face now was new, slow, and as closely held as a winning hand. All he said was, “Yeah. She taught me to shoot.”


Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo


841


841. She threw her arms out in a wide arc, focusing this strange new awareness, and she felt the bodies on the barge rise. She clenched her fists. Come to me.


Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo


842


842. Sturmhond clasped his hands behind his back, and Kaz saw the barest shift in his demeanor. His eyes lost their bemused gleam and took on a surprising weight. No ordinary privateer at all.


Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo


843


843. And that was what destroyed you in the end: the longing for something you could never have.


Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo


844


844. But the two things its capital was most vulnerable to were fire and disease. And just as fire leapt easily between the tightly packed rooftops of the city, so plague passed effortlessly from body to body, through the thick crowds and cramped living spaces.


Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo


845


845. She was the Queen of Mourning, and in its depths, she would never drown.


Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo


846


846. “Crows remember human faces. They remember the people who feed them, who are kind to them. And the people who wrong them too.”


Crooked Kingdom by Leigh Bardugo


847


847. »Ich will niemanden töten. Ich brauche eure Hilfe.«
»Klar. Deswegen auch das Messer.«


Die Stadt der träumenden Bücher by Walter Moers


848


848. »Dieses Auswendiglernen.« Golgo sah mich verständnislos an. »Das ist nicht die Frage. Die Frage ist, warum eigentlich alle anderen das nicht tun.« Darüber mußte ich nachdenken.


Die Stadt der träumenden Bücher by Walter Moers


849


849. that I really wish I’d listened to what my mother told me when I was young.’
‘Why, what did she tell you?’
‘I don’t know, I didn’t listen.’


The Hitchhiker‘s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams


850


850. SECRETS are safe only when told inside a TENT.


The tough Guide to Fantasyland by Dianne Wynne Jones


851


851. He gestured Arthur towards a chair which looked as if it had been made out of the ribcage of a stegosaurus. ‘It was made out of the ribcage of a stegosaurus,’ explained the old man


The Hitchhiker‘s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams


852


852. ‘Why?’ said Arthur, sharply.
‘No – we already thought of that one,’ said Frankie interrupting, ‘but it doesn’t fit the answer. Why? – Forty-Two . . . you see, it doesn’t work.’


The Hitchhiker‘s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams


853


853. ‘Simple. I got very bored and depressed, so I went and plugged myself in to its external computer feed. I talked to the computer at great length and explained my view of the Universe to it,’ said Marvin.
‘And what happened?’ pressed Ford.
‘It committed suicide,’


The Hitchhiker‘s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams


854


854. “No one could be following us yet?” the Spaniard asked.
“No one,” the Sicilian assured him. “It would be inconceivable.”
“Absolutely inconceivable?”
“Absolutely, totally, and, in all other ways, inconceivable,” the Sicilian reassured him. “Why do you ask?”
“No reason,” the Spaniard replied. “It’s only that I just happened to look back and something’s there.”


The Princess Bride by William Goldman


855


855. They should have died instead: He had but killed a thing that lived
Whilst they had killed the dead. For he who sins a second time
Wakes a dead soul to pain, And draws it from its spotted shroud,
And makes it bleed again, And makes it bleed great gouts of blood
And makes it bleed in vain!


The complete Oscar Wilde Collection


856


856. However, it is no matter now, for it is all over, and I don't think it was very nice of her brothers to starve me to death, though I did kill her."


The complete Oscar Wilde Collection


857


857. “Couldn’t you find someone more easy-tempered? Hadn’t you better explain it all a bit clearer?”—and so on.
“Yes it certainly is! No I could not! And I was explaining very carefully,” answered the wizard crossly.


The Hobbit by J.R.R.Tolkien


858


858. This has its uses but, before you learn what these are, you may have lost a finger and several toes. Besides, this Sword will be continually slicing through its scabbard and plunging point-down into the earth. And it will go in a long way.


The tough Guide to Fantasyland by Diane Wynna Jones


859


859. Shining with an unearthly light or bursting into flame. This causes at least two kinds of trouble. In the first place, if there are ten enemies to one of you, you will certainly want to hide rather than face them, but the activities of your Sword will rapidly betray your hiding place. In the second place, the enemies of your Sword may not be your enemies at all, and it can cause you much embarrassment by dripping, shouting, or shin-ing in front of your friends.


The tough Guide to Fantasyland by Diane Wynna Jones


860


860. Note that the term Turncoat is never used to describe a person who leaves the cause of the Dark Lord to join yours. This is reasonable. Your side is in the right. People who join you are merely becoming converted.


The tough Guide to Fantasyland by Diane Wynna Jones


861


861. ‘For instance, the first phase is characterized by the question How can we eat?, the second by the question Why do we eat?, and the third by the question Where shall we have lunch?


The Hitchhiker‘s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams


862


862. object teleported, that’s from tele, ‘I see,’ and porte, ‘to go,’ the whole meaning ‘I see it’s gone,’


Interesting Times by Terry Pratchett


863


863. 'Heads or—' he inspected the reverse [of the coin] with an air of intense concentration, 'some sort of a fish with legs.'


The Colour of Magic by Terry Pratchett


864


864. Let’s say a skion turns up, walks up to the Patrician, says “What ho, I’m king, here’s the birthmark as per spec, now bugger off”. What’s he got then? Life expectancy of maybe two minutes, that’s what.’


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


865


865. Probably the Patrician had at least known about the letter. In general terms. Not this letter, perhaps, but probably he knew about the existence of letters in general.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


866


866. and the little man’s total obliviousness to all forms of danger somehow made danger so discouraged that it gave up and went away.


The Colour of Magic by Terry Pratchett


867


867. He felt that the darkness was full of unimaginable horrors – and the trouble with unimaginable horrors was that they were only too easy to imagine.


The Colour of Magic by Terry Pratchett


868


868. Relief was in full spate when Shock cut in on a point of order and then Bewilderment, Terror and Loss started a fight which was ended only when Shame slunk in from next door to see what all the row was about.


The Light Fantastic by Terry Pratchett


869


869. The Luggage said nothing, but louder this time.


The Light Fantastic by Terry Pratchett


870


870. ‘What, the ferryman?’
‘Yes!’
‘Why?’
Herrena looked blank. This sort of thing wasn’t supposed to happen. It was accepted that when someone yelled something like ‘Get him!’ or ‘Guards!’ people jumped to it, they weren’t supposed to sit around discussing things.


The Light Fantastic by Terry Pratchett


871


871. All the false wizards said their funny words and then nothing happened and they looked at their hands in horror and very few of them, in fact, had the sense to run away.


The Light Fantastic by Terry Pratchett


872


872. “I thought you used the scythe,” whispered Mort. Kings get the sword, said Death.


Mort by Terry Pratchett


873


873. They had the heavy, stolid look of those thugs whose appearance in any narrative means that it’s time for the hero to be menaced a bit, although not too much, because it’s also obvious that they’re going to be horribly surprised.


Mort by Terry Pratchett


874


874. ‘Ey . . .’
‘Not a bit of it!’ Percival Schuttenbach laughed. ‘The A joins the Chotla upstream, some way from here. That’s the O, not the A.’


Baptism of Fire by A.Sapkowski


875


875. “We give him trouble, you see. Priests don’t, so he likes priests.”
“He’s never said,” said Mort.
“Ah. They’re always telling folk how much better it’s going to be when they’re dead. We tell them it could be pretty good right here if only they’d put their minds to it.”


Mort by Terry Pratchett


876


876. He’d been wrong, there was a light at the end of the tunnel, and it was a flamethrower.


Mort by Terry Pratchett


877


877. Mort was hurt by this. It was one thing not to want to marry someone, but quite another to be told they didn’t want to marry you.


Mort by Terry Pratchett


878


878. But he felt it now for the first time—a sort of longing, not for a place, but for a state of mind, for being just an ordinary human being with straightforward things to worry about, like money and sickness and other people…


Mort by Terry Pratchett


879


879. This dance had gone on for half an hour and had wound through every room in the palace, picking up two trolls, the cook, the Patrician’s head torturer, three waiters, a burglar who happened to be passing and a small pet swamp dragon.


Mort by Terry Pratchett


880


880. I’m sure it’s not wizardly to be alone in a lady’s boudoir.”
“Hmm? But I’m not alone, am I? You’re here.”
“That,” she said, “is the point, isn’t it?”


Mort by Terry Pratchett


881


881. “My most faithful of servants believes he has no space left for this final mouthful,” said the Emperor. “Doubtless you can investigate his stomach to see if this is true.


Mort by Terry Pratchett


882


882. ‘They’ve killed me!’ the poet howled, impressively loudly for a dead man. ‘I’m bleeding! I’m dying!’


Baptism of Fire by A.Sapkowski


883


883. The temporal ruler of the sprawling city of Ankh-Morpork was sitting in his chair at the foot of the steps leading up to the throne, looking for any signs of intelligence in intelligence reports.


Sourcery by Terry Pratchett


884


884. Fear plays a no less important role in the human psyche than all the other emotions. A psyche without fears would be crippled.’


Baptism of Fire by A. Sapkowski


885


885. “A wizard who isn’t much good at magic! I’ve managed to survive up till now by not being important enough to die!


Sourcery by Terry Pratchett


886


886. Heroes usually have an ability to rush madly around crumbling palaces they hardly know, save everyone and get out just before the whole place blows up or sinks into the swamp.


Sourcery by Terry Pratchett


887


887. “Like a wine bottle,” said Creosote, “that—”
“—drinks you back,” said Rincewind.


Sourcery by Terry Pratchett


888


888. Rincewind mooched along the waterline, distractedly picking up stones and throwing them in the sea. One or two were thrown back.


Sourcery by Terry Pratchett


889


889. “Yes, wizards are good at getting you out of the sort of trouble that only wizards can get you into,” said Creosote. “Then they expect you to thank them.”


Sourcery by Terry Pratchett


890


890. This is because most of the first type of commander are brave men, whereas cowards make far better strategists.


Eric by Terry Pratchett


891


891. He had: item, one half-eaten egg and cress sandwich. No help there. He threw it away. He had: item, himself. He drew a tick in the sand. He wasn’t certain what use he could be, but he could come back to that later. He had: item, Eric. Thirteen-year-old demonologist and acne attack ground zero.


Eric by Terry Pratchett


892


892. Take a new name, start a new life. He even began to sleep again—properly sleep, not the semi-conscious doze his body was used to, his mind slumbering but ever alert for approaching danger.


Dishonored – The Return of Daud by Adam Christopher


893


893. Daud thought back, dredging up old memories of his time in Dunwall. As far as he could remember, the leader of the Sixways Gang had always been Eat ’Em Up Jack—stretching back to before this young woman was born. The name, then, must be a title, one handed down across the years from leader to leader.


Dishonored – The Return of Daud by Adam Christopher


894


894. “There is little to be said of the notion of strength, because strength is meaningless if you have cunning on your side. Evasion and mystery are your greatest weapons, for one hundred men confused are as one hundred chickens with no heads. Attack when they are unprepared, appear when you are not expected, and if the enemy cannot fathom your tactic, then you have won before the first strike is ever made.”


Dishonored – The Return of Daud by Adam Christopher


895


895. Do you know, there aren’t many interested in Gristol’s pre-imperial period? It’s almost as though the world didn’t exist before the War of the Four Crowns. It’s a travesty.”


Dishonored – The Return of Daud by Adam Christopher


896


896. Like the ones in the racks, these subjects were clothed, but they were also posed, the bodies arranged in groups as scenes, frozen in time. Three members of the City Watch took aim at a fleeing thief. A gangster—a Hatter—slit the throat of a victim.


Dishonored – The Return of Daud by Adam Christopher


897


897. “You call yourself the Outsider,” Daud says, “but that’s not the truth, is it? You don’t observe. You meddle.”


Dishonored – The Return of Daud by Adam Christopher


898


898. “The most elegant approach to warfare is to never fight at all. If you can subdue the enemy without a single strike, then you shall know the purity of victory.”


Dishonored – The Return of Daud by Adam Christopher


899


899. And your mother was an ore


Men at Arms by Terry Pratchett


900


900. Dwarfs are known for their sense of humour, in a way. People point them out and say: ‘Those little devils haven’t got a sense of humour.’


Men at Arms by Terry Pratchett


901


901. ‘Looks … familiar,’ he said. ‘Seen it somewhere before. Here … you’re a dwarf, aren’t you?’
‘It’s the nose, isn’t it?’ said Cuddy. ‘It always gives me away.’


Men at Arms by Terry Pratchett


902


902. It was nice to know there was someone worse off than you.


Men at Arms by Terry Pratchett


903


903. ‘First battle in the universe where the enemy were persuaded to sell their weapons.’


Men at Arms by Terry Pratchett


904


904. Black as midnight on a moonless night.’ Harga looked surprised. That wasn’t like Vimes.
‘How black’s that, then?’ he said.
‘Oh, pretty damn black, I should think.’
‘Not necessarily.’
‘What?’
‘You get more stars on a moonless night. Stands to reason. They show up more. It can be quite bright on a moonless night.’


Men at Arms by Terry Pratchett


905


905. Ungovernable flames failed to billow from every window.


Men at Arms by Terry Pratchett


906


906. and a million grins of faces that weren’t smiling.


Men at Arms by Terry Pratchett


907


907. It’s not the fact that they’re dead—Ron saw accident victims routinely in his former post as a newspaper reporter—it’s the sights and smells of decay.
“The smell just stays with you,” he says. “Or that’s what you imagine. I must have washed my hands and face twenty times after I got back from my first time out here.”


Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach


908


908. Yep, we might be sitting out here in the open with him shooting lead pellets at us, but we’ve got him just where we want him!


Men at Arms by Terry Pratchett


909


909. “Brandon. Yes. Brandon would know what to do. He always did. It was all meant for Brandon. You, Winterfell, everything. He was born to be a King’s Hand and a father to queens. I never asked for this cup to pass to me.”


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


910


910. With all he kept hidden in his sleeves, Catelyn was surprised that Maester Luwin could lift his arms at all.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


911


911. Miranda smiled and, spinning on her heels, held her arms out. Benjamin worried that she might burst into song.


Benjamin Forrest and the School at the End of the World by Chris Ward


912


912. He cries if mum cooks turnip and it touches any of his other food, but he can complete math equations quicker than my dad.


Benjamin Forrest and the School at the End of the World by Chris Ward


913


913. Mortuary embalming is designed to keep a cadaver looking fresh and uncadaverous for the funeral service, but not much longer. (Anatomy departments amp up the process by using greater amounts and higher concentrations of formalin; these corpses may remain intact for years, though they take on a kind of pickled horror-movie appearance.)


Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach


914


914. At Wayne State, cadavers were leaned forward over a simulated car window and dropped from varying heights (simulating varying speeds) so that their foreheads hit the glass. (Contrary to popular impression, impact test cadavers were not typically ushered into the front seats of actual running automobiles, driving being one of the other things cadavers don’t do well.


Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach


915


915. Your eyes keep going back to them, for lack of anything more interesting to look at, and then you feel bad for staring.


Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach


916


916. “I would challenge you to find anybody that’s broken more legs than we have.”


Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach


917


917. “You want a very superficial involvement, so jokes and lightheartedness tend to be fairly common. Not this time.”


Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach


918


918. “I’ve come to the general conclusion that they don’t have a whole lot of awareness that they’ve been severely traumatized. I find them very detached. They’re aware of a lot of things going on, but they give you this kind of ethereal response—‘I knew what was going on, but I didn’t really know what was going on. I didn’t particularly feel like I was a part of it, but on the other hand I knew I was a part of it.’


Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach


919


919. “Though one could go the other way and spare them that response and therefore ethically not commit that harm. But the downside to withholding information that might be significant to them is that it would violate their dignity to an extent.” Howe suggests a third possibility, that of letting the families make the choice: Would they prefer to hear the specifics of what is being done with the donated body—specifics that may be upsetting—or would they prefer not to know?


Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers by Mary Roach


920


920. Most of the time they never saw him anyway. People never looked up. That was another thing he liked about climbing; it was almost like being invisible.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


921


921. "Suicide. And I’d rather not discuss it."
"Fair enough. May I ask why he's lying in a cheap pine box in a shallow grave in a well-hidden area of a park rather than a state-approved casket in a designated graveyard burial site?"


Graverobbers Wanted (No Experience Necessary) by Jeff Strand


922


922. So what I needed to do was leap out and get the element of surprise on my side. I leapt out and was promptly hit in the side of the head by a metal chain, which surprised me.


Graverobbers Wanted (No Experience Necessary) by Jeff Strand


923


923. I tested the doorknob. Locked. I tested it again, in case some higher power had fixed the situation for me, but no luck.


Graverobbers Wanted (No Experience Necessary) by Jeff Strand


924


924. The Apparition remained in the center of the room. He scratched at his beard with the handle of the revolver then pointed the barrel at me.
"Do you know what time it is?" he asked, irritably.
I shook my head.
"It's practically dawn, that's what time it is! What is it with you bein' out all night? How the hell am I supposed to get any sleep? I'm not as young as I used to be. I don't do well when I'm forced to prance all over town cleanin' up after people! Give it a fuckin' rest!"


Graverobbers Wanted (No Experience Necessary) by Jeff Strand


925


925. I work long, ridiculously late hours for the killer because you won't go to goddamn bed! Do you know where I was when you tripped the silent alarm? I was asleep, dreamin' that I was in a hot tub with a half dozen Victoria's Secret models! Do you know how hard it is for me to get that dream? Do you?" I shook my head.


Graverobbers Wanted (No Experience Necessary) by Jeff Strand


926


926. "Feelin' kind of tough right now, aren't you? I bet you don't get many chances to beat up a sleep-deprived old man."


Graverobbers Wanted (No Experience Necessary) by Jeff Strand


927


927. [Do you think] I'm going to hesitate in shooting a sicko like you?" The Apparition nodded.
"Yeah, I do."
I hate confident people.


Graverobbers Wanted (No Experience Necessary) by Jeff Strand


928


928. "I'm not a psycho; I only work for one," The Apparition corrected.


Graverobbers Wanted (No Experience Necessary) by Jeff Strand


929


929. "But I didn't do anything!"
"Then how about telling me what exactly it is you didn't do?"
"Nothing! I mean, everything! I mean...you know what I mean! I didn't do anything!"


Graverobbers Wanted (No Experience Necessary) by Jeff Strand


930


930. "Not a great feeling, is it?" I asked.
"Ah, it's not so bad once you get over it.


Graverobbers Wanted (No Experience Necessary) by Jeff Strand


931


931. “That’s right! You’re right! I remember that cow! Stood right over there for, oh, forty, fifty minutes. It was brown, as I recall.”
“You don’t get cows like that these hours.”
“You don’t get cows at all.”
“What’s a cow?” said one of the hatchlings.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


932


932. If the past is visible and the future is hidden, they say, then it means you must be facing the wrong way. Everything alive is going through life back to front.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


933


933. Was that a proper reward for being a firm believer in reincarnation for almost 130 years? You come back as a corpse? No wonder the undead were traditionally considered to be very angry.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


934


934. The Patrician said you could. It was two hundred dollars per capita; if per capita was a problem, de-capita could be arranged.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


935


935. “Well, I’ll not press you if you feel so strong about it, though I swear, at times you’re so prickly you ought to take the hedgehog as your sigil.”


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


936


936. lifted the sword above my head, screamed in rage, and then slammed the blade down into the sand next to him. I stood there, panting.
"You, uh, missed," Daniel pointed out.


Single White Psychopath Seeks Same by Jeff Strand


937


937. All the religions had very strong views about talking to the dead. And so did Mrs. Cake. They held that it was sinful. Mrs. Cake held that it was only common courtesy.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


938


938. Later she thought: he must have eaten it, because the bowl is empty. Why can’t I remember?


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


939


939. “They’re all the same. Always telling you that you’re going to live again after you’re dead, but you just try it and see the look on their faces!”


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


940


940. She gave him a sharp look. “I invite you to think hard about the word ‘Miss,’” she said. “We takes things like that seriously in these parts.”


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


941


941. “Well, so does everyone,” she said. “And that’s what you’ve been dreaming about, is it? Everyone feels like this sometimes. I wouldn’t worry about it, if I was you. The best thing to do is keep busy and act cheerful, I always say.”


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


942


942. “You exorcise them, I think.”
“What? Jumpin’ up and down, runnin’ on the spot, that kind of thing?” The Dean had been ready for this.
“It’s spelled with an ‘O,’ Archchancellor. I don’t think one is expected to subject them to, er, physical exertion.”


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


943


943. “Why does everyone run toward a blood-curdling scream?” mumbled the Senior Wrangler. “It’s contrary to all sense.”


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


944


944. “Then it’ll just be, oh, call it a farthing for the scythe,” Simnel gabbled. “Sorry about that, but it’ll use a lot of coals, you see, and those dwarfs keep winding up the price of—”
Here. It must be done by tonight.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


945


945. If people knew when they were going to die, I think they probably wouldn‘t live at all.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


946


946. Miss Flitworth found herself wondering whether it was a real skeleton, animated in some way, something that had once been the inside of a horse, or a skeletal creature in its own right. It was a ridiculous chain of thought to follow, but it was better than dwelling on the ghastly reality that was approaching. Did it get rubbed down, or just given a good polish?


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


947


947. It swung. It almost lost its balance. You’re not supposed to duck!


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


948


948. There was no face there. There was not even a skull. Smoke curled formlessly between the robe and a golden crown.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


949


949. Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


950


950. Part of him thought: that’s ridiculous, it’s only music. Another part of him thought, rather more sharply: that’s ridiculous, it’s only a wall. All of him said: “Oh. Since you put it like that…but what about the piano player?”


Soul Music by Terry Pratchett


951


951. You stand there in your pretty dress and say that to me? You? You prattle on about changing the world? Could you find the courage to accept it? To know what must be done and do it, whatever the cost?


Soul Music by Terry Pratchett


952


952. He began with an important lesson: hitting people was thuggery. Paying other people to do the hitting on your behalf was good business.


Soul Music by Terry Pratchett


953


953. “Yes, your lordship. He keeps saying that he wants to know what you are doing about it.”
“Good. Then I can ask him the same question.”


Soul Music by Terry Pratchett


954


954. "There's nothing in the dark that isn't there when the lights are on."


Evil Dark by Justin Gustainis


955


955. ‘How can you know?’ Benjamin said. ‘What if he decides to raze the forests, burn them all down?’ Fallenwood gave another trumpeting laugh.
‘But why would he? Everyone needs wood.’


Benjamin Forrest and the School at the End of the World by Chris Ward


956


956. [They were] plaintively demanding where their legs or arms or heads had gone; the lack of a head did not much incommode a ghost’s ability to complain.


Dreadful Company by Vivian Shaw


957


957. It was not lost on St. Germain that moonlight, which figured so largely in his personal experience, was nothing more than reflected sunlight itself; the thematic continuity amused him.


Dreadful Company by Vivian Shaw


958


958. Instantly the thing’s head turned to her, and then it was right there, a face made out of wrinkled fabric thrust close to her own, and she was not going to scream, she was not going to scream,


Dreadful Company by Vivian Shaw


959


959. Suppose an emperor was persuaded to wear a new suit of clothes whose material was so fine that, to the common eye, the clothes weren’t there. And suppose a little boy pointed out this fact in a loud clear voice… Then you have The Story Of The Emperor Who Had No Clothes. But if you knew a bit more, it would be The Story Of The Boy Who Got A Well-Deserved Thrashing From His Dad For Being Rude To Royalty, And Was Locked Up. Or The Story Of The Whole Crowd That Was Rounded Up By The Guards And Told “This Didn’t Happen, Okay? Does Anyone Want To Argue?”


Thief of Time by Terry Pratchett


960


960. Her eyes were worrying him. He’d heard about people having gray eyes, and her eyes were gray, like the eyes of a blind person, but she was clearly looking at him and through him.


Thief of Time by Terry Pratchett


961


961. Where there is good steel country, furnaces turn the sky to sunset-red all night. The hammers never stop. They make steel.


Thief of Time by Terry Pratchett


962


962. “And who died of blood poisoning?”
“Yeth, thur. Cauthed by a dirty pitchfork.”


Thief of Time by Terry Pratchett


963


963. When you look into the abyss, it’s not supposed to wave back.


Thief of Time by Terry Pratchett


964


964. “But how did you get in where half a dozen trained and armed men couldn’t even—”
“I’m a little man and I carry a broom,” said Lu-Tze simply. “Everyone has some mess that needs clearing up. What harm is a man with a broom?”


Thief of Time by Terry Pratchett


965


965. “No, I don’t need sleep. Failures don’t need sleep. Anyway, I slept yesterday.”


The Princess Bride by William Goldman


966


966. "Where in the world does he buy all these corpses?" Roger asked. "These things aren't cheap, you know. I've priced them around Halloween."


Single White Psychopath Seeks Same by Jeff Strand


967


967. Sein Bauch wurde von einer geblümten Weste zusammengehalten.


Die unendliche Geschichte by Michael Ende


968


968. „And to top it all off, every one of 'em got away. I mean, even the frickin' dog.


Casket for Sale (Only Used Once) by Jeff Strand


969


969. "I know. But he snores loud enough to wake the dead. Let me hear it."
"He isn't snoring."
"Now, see, we have a bit of a continuity error here, because Ogre always snores. Therefore, he must be..." Goblin trailed off as he apparently realized exactly what this meant. "...aw, shit."


Casket for Sale (Only Used Once) by Jeff Strand


970


970. She turned the revolver away from me and put the barrel in her mouth. Then she closed her eyes and pulled the trigger. Nothing happened. She pulled the trigger a couple more times, removed the barrel from her mouth, and opened her eyes.
"Well," she said. "This is awkward."


Casket for Sale (Only Used Once) by Jeff Strand


971


971. "Sorry about the detour," said the one with the axe. "Word from the home office is that they want more intimidation, so we've stopped here to murder the cop."


Lost Homicidal Maniac (Answers to ‚Shirley‘) by Jeff Strand


972


972. Cyborg." Upon hearing what I assume was the trigger word, Vic squeezed his eyes shut, let out a soft whimper...then pulled the gun out of his mouth and ran out of the room. I suspect that, had he been given the opportunity, Mr. Burke would have rolled his eyes, pointed the gun back at us, and said something like "Oh well, that's why it's called experimental brainwashing."


Lost Homicidal Maniac (Answers to ‚Shirley‘) by Jeff Strand


973


973. “They wait until you’ve got into the cities. That’s why it’s called civilization. Hah, can you tell me the last time anyone was ever robbed on this road?”
“Friday, I believe,” said a voice from the rocks. “Oh, bugg—”


Soul Music by Terry Pratchett


974


974. Timo Laziman of the Thieves’ Guild knew what happened to thieves who killed people. The Assassins’ Guild came and talked briefly to them—in fact, all they said was “Goodbye.”


Soul Music by Terry Pratchett


975


975. Karl's food preferences have changed, and he's not much interested in eating anything that doesn't have a letter in it – like O, A, or AB positive.


Evil Dark by Justin Gustainis


976


976. "Terrorism – and that's what we're talking about here – is only effective if the people doing it let the world know why they did it. Lenin said, 'The purpose of terror is to terrify', and it's hard to terrify people if they don't know who you are."


Evil Dark by Justin Gustainis


977


977. "This is goat blood," he said, looking up at us. "Not human, not were.


Evil Dark by Justin Gustainis


978


978. "Roger that, Dispatch. You got a room number for us, or should we knock on all the doors until somebody dead answers?"
Come to think of it, having a corpse answering the door at that place might not be such a big deal.


Evil Dark by Justin Gustainis


979


979. When his brother Robb burst into the room, breathless from his dash up the tower steps, the direwolf was licking Bran’s face.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


980


980. Andere ruinieren sich, um das Herz einer bestimmten Person zu erobern, die nichts von ihnen wissen will.


Die unendliche Geschichte by Michael Ende


981


981. Er mochte keine Bücher, in denen ihm auf eine schlecht gelaunte und miesepetrige Art die ganz alltäglichen Begebenheiten aus dem ganz alltäglichen Leben irgendwelcher ganz alltäglichen Leute erzählt wurden. Davon hatte er ja schon in Wirklichkeit genug, wozu sollte er auch noch davon lesen? Außerdem hasste er es, wenn er merkte, dass man ihn zu was kriegen wollte. Und in dieser Art von Büchern sollte man immer, mehr oder weniger deutlich, zu was gekriegt werden.


Die unendliche Geschichte by Michael Ende


982


982. »Das hat man gern, wenn die Patienten dem Arzt sagen, was was ausmacht! Was verstehst du denn davon, Grünschnabel! Es muss noch wehtun, wenn es heilen soll. Wenn’s nämlich nicht mehr wehtäte, dann wäre dein Arm schon tot.«


Die unendliche Geschichte by Michael Ende


983


983. Es gab auch einen von Rost zerfressenen siebenarmigen Kerzenleuchter, in dem noch die Stümpfe dicker Wachslichter steckten, die lange Tropfenbärte gebildet hatten.


Die unendliche Geschichte by Michael Ende


984


984. And there are those at court who will know you on sight.” Catelyn’s mouth grew tight. “Littlefinger,” she murmured.
His face swam up before her; a boy’s face, though he was a boy no longer. His father had died several years before, so he was Lord Baelish now, yet still they called him Littlefinger. Her brother Edmure had given him that name, long ago at Riverrun.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


985


985. Cohen’s father had taken him to a mountain top, when he was no more than a lad, and explained to him the hero’s creed and told him that there was no greater joy than to die in battle. Cohen had seen the flaw in this straight away, and a lifetime’s experience had reinforced his belief that in fact a greater joy was to kill the other bugger in battle and end up sitting on a heap of gold higher than your horse.


Interesting Times by Terry Pratchett


986


986. Sie standen nun nicht mehr in einem Zug, sondern weit verteilt auf einem Feld aus grauem Gras und Schlamm. Manche schwankten leicht hin und her, andere standen oder hockten reglos herum, aber ihrer aller Augen, in denen ein blinder fiebriger Glanz lag, blickten in dieselbe Richtung.


Die unendliche Geschichte by Michael Ende


987


987. Nun, es war nichts Neues für sie, dass Buchstaben ihr nicht wohlgesinnt waren. Das beruhte auf Gegenseitigkeit.


Die unendliche Geschichte by Michael Ende


988


988. “Your wife is inside,” Littlefinger said. It was the final insult.
“Brandon was too kind to you,” Ned said as he slammed the small man back against a wall and shoved his dagger up under the little pointed chin beard.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


989


989. “A fool I may be, Stark … yet I’m still here, while your brother has been moldering in his frozen grave for some fourteen years now. If you are so eager to molder beside him, far be it from me to dissuade you, but I would rather not be included in the party, thank you very much.”


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


990


990. Best not tell anyone. I have spent years convincing the court that I am wicked and cruel, and I should hate to see all that hard work go for naught.”


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


991


991. “Know the men who follow you,” she heard him tell Robb once, “and let them know you. Don’t ask your men to die for a stranger.”


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


992


992. She used to throw snowballs at them and help them steal pies from the kitchen.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


993


993. “We all lie,” her father said.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


994


994. Ned looked at the man evenly, saying nothing, waiting. He had found over the years that silence sometimes yielded more than questions. And so it was this time.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


995


995. The priest had caught the thief red-handed; the monk had identified the silver chalice as belonging to the monastery; the knight was the thief s lord, and had identified him as a runaway; and the sheriff had condemned him to death.


The Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follett


996


996. A serving man with a goose under his arm bent his knee when he caught sight of them. “M’lords,” he muttered as the goose honked and pecked at his fingers.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


997


997. “It would not trouble me if the boy was wild, Ned. You don’t know him as I do.”


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


998


998. He had won melees before; the fire sword frightened the mounts of the other riders, and nothing frightened Thoros.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


999


999. A dwarven mercenary running alongside Geralt in a blackened and charred tunic with a red lozenge didn’t waste time being astonished by anything.


Baptism of Fire by A. Sapkowski


1000


1000. That mysterious half-elf is preparing an ambush on the road leading to the druids, certain we’ll take that road. He simply—’
‘Has a better idea than us which way that road leads,’


The Tower of the Swallow by A. Sapkowski


1001


1001. “This is the high road,” he gasped, looking at Lady Stark with accusation. “The eastern road. You said we were riding for Winterfell!” Catelyn Stark favored him with the faintest of smiles.
“Often and loudly,” she agreed. “No doubt your friends will ride that way when they come after us. I wish them good speed.”


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


1002


1002. Mr. Saveloy had spent hours training them in this, since he knew he was dealing with men whose response to a tap on the shoulder was to turn around and hack off someone’s arm.


Interesting Times by Terry Pratchett


1003


1003. “May you live in interesting times! I would rather die than betray my Emperor!”
“Fair enough.”
It took the captain only a fraction of a second to realize that Cohen, being a man of his word, assumed that other people were too.


Interesting Times by Terry Pratchett


1004


1004. If you turned up in Ankh-Morpork with a handful of gold then about three hundred people would turn up with a handful of steel.


Interesting Times by Terry Pratchett


1005


1005. Lying comes as easily as breathing to a man like Littlefinger. You ought to know that, you of all people.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


1006


1006. Morrec helped himself to a bow and quiver, and went to one knee beside the road. He was a better archer than swordsman.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


1007


1007. Logs that bleed, Tyrion thought inanely as the second man came for him. Tyrion ducked under his sword, lashed out with the axe, the man reeled backward … and Catelyn Stark stepped up behind him and opened his throat. The horseman remembered an urgent engagement elsewhere and galloped off suddenly.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


1008


1008. »Ich werde noch meinen Enkeln davon erzählen«, stammelte Hýsbald.
»Und die werden es uns leider nicht glauben«, fügte Hýdorn bedauernd hinzu.


Die unendliche Geschichte by Michael Ende


1009


1009. »Weise ist es, über den Dingen zu stehen, niemanden zu hassen und niemanden zu lieben. Aber dir, Herr, liegt noch immer an Freundschaft. Dein Herz ist nicht kühl und teilnahmslos wie ein schneeiger Berggipfel – und so kann einer dir Schaden zufügen.«


Die unendliche Geschichte by Michael Ende


1010


1010. Wer keine Vergangenheit mehr hat, der hat auch keine Zukunft. Darum werden sie auch nicht älter. Schau sie dir an! Würdest du glauben, dass manche von ihnen schon tausend Jahre und sogar noch länger hier sind? Aber sie bleiben so, wie sie sind. Für sie kann sich nichts mehr ändern, weil sie selbst sich nicht mehr ändern können.«


Die unendliche Geschichte by Michael Ende


1011


1011. »Weil du AURYN brauchst, um den Rückweg zu finden. Aber ehrlich gesagt, ich glaube nicht, dass du es noch schaffst.«


Die unendliche Geschichte by Michael Ende


1012


1012. From somewhere in the distance came the screams. The Emperor was playing chess again. He preferred to use live pieces.


Interesting Times by Terry Pratchett


1013


1013. “Once you learn about magic, I mean really learn about magic, learn everything you can learn about magic, then you’ve got the most important lesson still to learn,” said Miss Tick.
“What’s that?”
Not to use it. Witches don’t use magic unless they really have to.


The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett


1014


1014. talked about “a handsome prince”…was he really, or was it just because he was a prince that people called him handsome? As for “a girl who was as beautiful as the day was long”…well, which day? In midwinter it hardly ever got light! The stories didn’t want you to think, they just wanted you to believe what you were told….


The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett


1015


1015. “Good. Now…if you trust in yourself…”
“Yes?”
“…and believe in your dreams…”
“Yes?”
“…and follow your star…” Miss Tick went on.
“Yes?”
“…you’ll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren’t so lazy. Good-bye.”


The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett


1016


1016. the kind of calm voice that said a stormy voice could follow if people didn’t do what they were told.


The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett


1017


1017. Rob Anybody made a noise in his throat. It sounded like a voice that was trying to say aye but was being argued with by a brain that knew the answer was no.


The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett


1018


1018. Live in dreams for too long and ye go mad—ye can never wake up prop’ly, ye can never get the hang o’ reality again.”


The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett


1019


1019. He’s just so…sticky, and can’t keep up, and I have to spend too much time looking after him, and he’s always screaming for things. I can’t talk to him. He just wants all the time. But her Second Thinking said: He’s mine. My place, my home, my brother! How dare anything touch what’s mine!


The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett


1020


1020. It doesn’t have to make sense, or be nice. It’s a dream, not a daydream. People who say things like “May all your dreams come true” should try living in one for five minutes.


The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett


1021


1021. “The bones of the hills is flint. It’s hard and sharp and useful. King of stones.”


The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett


1022


1022. What people “know” about Richard Dadd is that he went mad, killed his father, was locked up in a lunatic asylum for the rest of his life, and painted a weird picture. Crudely, that’s all true, but it’s a dreadful summary of the life of a skilled and talented artist who developed a serious mental illness.


The Wee Free Men by Terry Pratchett


1023


1023. Tiffany accidentally heard them discussing it after she had gone to bed that night. It’s quite easy to accidentally overhear people talking downstairs if you hold an upturned glass to the floorboards and accidentally put your ear to it.


A Hat Full of Sky by Terry Pratchett


1024


1024. [If someone had asked] Tiffany if she was scared of heights, it had been the wrong question. Tiffany was not afraid of heights at all. She could walk past tall trees without batting an eyelid. Looking up at huge towering mountains didn’t bother her a bit. What she was afraid of, although she hadn’t realized it until this point, was depths.


A Hat Full of Sky by Terry Pratchett


1025


1025. A goat is a worrying thing if you’re used to sheep, because a goat is a sheep with brains.


A Hat Full of Sky by Terry Pratchett


1026


1026. “She made them help one another,” she said. “She made them help themselves.”


A Hat Full of Sky by Terry Pratchett


1027


1027. “It’s still magic. Knowing things is magical, if other people don’t know them.”


A Hat Full of Sky by Terry Pratchett


1028


1028. Always taking fresh bodies, always driving the owners mad with the urge for power, which would always end with getting them killed…and just as Tiffany wondered why, a memory said: Because it is frightened.

Frightened of what? Tiffany thought. It’s so powerful!

Who knows? But it’s mad with terror. Completely binkers!


A Hat Full of Sky by Terry Pratchett


1029


1029. There were more lambs to be saved. Her father’s coat landed on the starving flames, glowed for a moment, then fell into gray ashes. The other men were ready; they grabbed the man as he went to jump after it and pulled him back, kicking and shouting.


Wintersmith by Terry Pratchett


1030


1030. We will get the guards to batter this door down!”
Roland sighed. The castle had been built by people who did not like to have their doors battered down, and anyone trying to do that here would have to carry the battering ram up a narrow spiral staircase with no room at the top to turn around, and then find a way to knock down a door four planks thick and made of oak timbers so ancient, it was like iron. One man could defend this room for months, if he had provisions.


Wintersmith by Terry Pratchett


1031


1031. Their makers were forgotten, their warranties expired, their instruction manuals lost in the deep recesses of forgotten cubbyholes.


Magicka: The Ninth Element by Dan McGirt


1032


1032. A goldfish pool! (Especially terrifying – everyone knows Wizards can’t swim.)


Magicka: The Ninth Element by Dan McGirt


1033


1033. “Awesome!” said Fafnir.
“Disgusting,” said Tuonetar. “Eating for sport? That’s just wrong.”


Magicka: The Ninth Element by Dan McGirt


1034


1034. “You speak Gibberish!” said Tuonetar.
“Sure!” said Ukko. “Sometimes we raid your realm. It is good to speak the language of those you rob. How else to ask where they hid the valuables? Ha! But don’t worry! Today is a friendly time.


Magicka: The Ninth Element by Dan McGirt


1035


1035. “But if you string together selected phrases from otherwise unrelated sections the Book of Precepts, and conveniently ignore all conflicting passages, it is clear that Aldr commands us to rule Midgård for its own good!”


Magicka: The Ninth Element by Dan McGirt


1036


1036. You see, the failure of all past seekers of the Ninth Element is that most of them were mad—” “And you’re not?” said Tuonetar.


Magicka: The Ninth Element by Dan McGirt


1037


1037. beneath crude banners and other standards, such as skulls on sticks, dead animals on sticks, the skulls of dead animals on sticks, and at least one mummified giant bat – which took two sticks.


Magicka: The Ninth Element by Dan McGirt


1038


1038. Losing your head is bad because, one, your brain is in it and, two, tourniquets are far less effective on your neck than they are on your legs (for details, see Wikipedia for “Hanging”). Lawyer’s note: Seriously—do not put a tourniquet around your neck.


And Then You're Dead: A Scientific Exploration of the World's Most Interesting Ways to Die by Paul Doherty


1039


1039. His sister was not without a certain low cunning, but her pride blinded her. She would see the insult in this, not the opportunity. And Jaime was even worse, rash and headstrong and quick to anger.


A Clash of Kings by GRRM


1040


1040. “You mean you’ll put down your rock and I’ll put down my sword and we’ll try to kill each other like civilized people, is that it?”


The Princess Bride by William Goldman


1041


1041. ‘I know, because I’ve just come from the palace. He was sending for you and I asked his lordship if I could get a crack at you first.’


Raising Steam by Terry Pratchett


1042


1042. ‘You can stick that right up your jumper.’
There was silence. Apart from some dwarfs saying to each other, ‘What does that mean?’ and other more travelled dwarfs, who had dealt with humans, coming to the rescue with, ‘It’s rather like saying “Put it where the sun does not shine”,’ causing those dwarfs who did not know the ways of humanity to say, ‘Isn’t that the little valley over near Slice, rather nice?’ until one of them said, ‘As I understand it, it means shove it up your arse.’


Raising Steam by Terry Pratchett


1043


1043. He was never one for protocol – it got in the way and often concealed nasty and dangerous things.


Raising Steam by Terry Pratchett


1044


1044. The dark clerks, however, had been trained by Vetinari who, as he had so recently proved, could stand in a room full of people without being seen: it was a technique.


Raising Steam by Terry Pratchett


1045


1045. It was like taking money off children, but he kept smiling and said goodbye and had his throat cut in the darkness by a delver before he’d even left the dripping chamber.


Raising Steam by Terry Pratchett


1046


1046. And with them still in shackles, he won’t have any problems. You know, I almost feel sorry for them. Grags, delvers, whatever they call themselves, the modus operandi is to find some innocent dwarf with the right connections and let it be known to him or her that if they do not toe the line and do what they are told, then perhaps all of their family will simply disappear into the Gap.’ He smiled and said, ‘Come to think of it, that’s exactly what I do, but I’m a teddy bear by comparison and on the right side.’


Raising Steam by Terry Pratchett


1047


1047. He loved the fact that if you got your customer laughing then you had their money in your pocket.


Raising Steam by Terry Pratchett


1048


1048. A stoker’s shovel, incorrectly used, was an illustration of Commander Vimes’s dictum that a workman’s tool used cunningly could give the average watchman a real headache.


Raising Steam by Terry Pratchett


1049


1049. ‘Me an’ Bluejohn will go lookin’. We are good at findin’ humans. ’s a troll fing. We’ll find dem. Dead or alive.’


Raising Steam by Terry Pratchett


1050


1050. You can fight, if only in terror, but it’s true that the coward can often be the best fighter of all.’


Raising Steam by Terry Pratchett


1051


1051. For once in his life, he was grateful for her vicious temper, for her strange instinctive knowledge of the best way to hurt someone with the least amount of work.


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1052


1052. She put her foot on his throat and pushed, just enough to make his eyes bulge in panic.
“Get out of my forest,” she snarled.


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1053


1053. She had always outpaced the boys her age with riding skills and demanded to be taught everything her brother was, but this was far more public. Rather than scolding Lada, their father laughed and boasted of his daughter, as wild and fierce as a boar. If it had been Radu who had come out of the forest victorious, would he have even noticed?


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1054


1054. Lada shook her head at him. She should have left him out of this. Lada had a sense for power—the fine threads that connected everyone around her, the way those threads could be pulled, tightened, wrapped around someone until they cut off the blood supply. Or snapped entirely.


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1055


1055. Lada laughed, showing all her sharp teeth. “Because when you are on the battlefield, honor will mean so much. You will die with a blade between your ribs, secure in the knowledge that you fought with manners.”


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1056


1056. “Well, thank you for preventing my drowning by pulling me under the water in an attempt to drown me.”


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1057


1057. since the home is the proper place for a woman – ascribed to her by nature. A woman with a swollen belly and offspring clinging to her frock will not stray from the home and no foolish ideas will occur to her, which guarantees her man peace of mind. A man with peace of mind can labour hard for the purpose of increasing the wealth and prosperity of his king.


Season of Storms by A. Sapkowski


1058


1058. Huma held up a hand heavy with gold, cutting off Mehmed. “We do not have time to panic, or to display weakness. We have all the time in the world to allow you to engage in your much-deserved holiday as you take full advantage of the pleasures of your harem. Indeed, were the new sultan to spend an entire week of debauchery and riotous celebration with his women, no one could blame him. Or interrupt him. Or access him. And no one could discover how tenuous his power truly was and how close he came to being murdered before he could rule.”


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1059


1059. But there are many ways to be powerful. There is power in stillness. There is power in watching, waiting, saying the right thing at the right time to the right person. There is power in being a woman—oh yes, power in these bodies you gaze upon with derision.”


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1060


1060. “You see this”—Huma gestured to the room, the building, and finally to herself—“as a prison. But you are wrong. This is my court. This is my throne. This is my kingdom. The cost was my freedom and my body.”


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1061


1061. “There are some things it is not acceptable to want, but there are ways around it, and those who will look the other way. And then there are some things that it is impossible to want. Even the mere act of wanting, if noticed by the wrong people, can get you killed.” He gave a heavy, meaningful look at the spot where Mehmed had been. “Be more careful.”


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1062


1062. “Fighting is just like dancing! Only I end up with marginally fewer bruises.”


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1063


1063. With knife-sharp clarity, her own feelings of powerlessness and loneliness since being taken from Wallachia rose within her breast. How, then, must it feel to want a someone as much as she wanted a something, and to know that someone would never want you?


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1064


1064. “I am in charge of many people in my vilayet. Sometimes, a decision I make will impact someone in a negative way. Perhaps one farmer wants more access to water, but giving him that would deny three other families the water they need for their crops. I am denying the first man the opportunity to expand his crops and make more money, but I am saving the other three families from starving. Some years I have had to increase taxes to lay up stores against the winter, which is a burden for my people. But it means we will have enough to sustain us through a bleak period.


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1065


1065. Lada laughed in spite of herself. “You would not say that in front of me if I were a man.”
“I transport gunpowder and teach fools how to avoid killing themselves with it. I say whatever I want in front of whomever I want.”
Nicolae tripped up to them, nearly dancing in his excitement. “What should we blow up first?” His eyes were bright enough to light gunpowder without a flame. The woman sighed.
“My name is Tohin. Might as well begin introductions, because it looks like I will be spending more time than normal keeping your fools from killing themselves.”
“Tohin, I am glad to have you.” Lada was surprised to feel how sincerely she meant it.


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1066


1066. Lazar often did it for him, collecting the information. All he needed was Radu’s signature. After several minutes, Lazar knelt in front of Radu, holding a sheaf of papers so that only the bottom, where Radu needed to sign, showed.


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1067


1067. My damnable pride and my people’s freedom will not fill their bellies this long coming winter. Some victories are merely defeat wearing the wrong clothing.”


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1068


1068. Mara stood, dipping into a graceful curtsy. Her smile for Lada this time was genuine. Then, without expressing gratitude for the escape she had crafted all on her own, she walked from the room.
“I will miss her,” Lada said.


And I Darken by Kiersten White


1069


1069. kind of roasted lamb dish that smelled wonderful.
‘The family has already been served, Master Kellen. This is my supper and I’m entitled to eat it where I please.’
‘You want to eat in my room?’
‘Do you mind?’


Spellslinger by Sebastian de Castell


1070


1070. ‘Tell me,’ I said. A subtle change in my uncle’s expression made me realise I’d sounded as if I were giving him an order.


Spellslinger by Sebastian de Castell


1071


1071. ‘You needn’t protect my feelings,’ Mer’esan said drily. ‘It’s not as if I was unaware that my husband is dead.’


Spellslinger by Sebastian de Castell


1072


1072. ‘When you see the world outside your home town, outside the walls of what you were brought up to see, then you discover that you almost never know if you’re doing the right thing. One action, brave and true, leads to war and destruction. Another, craven and greedy, leads to peace and prosperity.’


Spellslinger by Sebastian de Castell


1073


1073. Wasted lives and wasted deaths!’ There was a terrible anger and grief beneath his words.


Spellslinger by Sebastian de Castell


1074


1074. ‘First thing you learn wandering the long roads, kid. Everyone thinks they’re the hero of their own story.’


Spellslinger by Sebastian de Castell


1075


1075. ‘What I plan to be is a woman who doesn’t wait for permission from anyone.’


Spellslinger by Sebastian de Castell


1076


1076. Like they were some kind of adorable pet or like they were somehow braver for living a life without seithr magic. If I had to bow my head to some cow herder, I’d explode. It would all be over.


Rune Kingdom by Alisha Klapheke


1077


1077. “But can’t you just wave your hand and make all the dirt fly away, then?”
“The trouble is getting the magic to understand what dirt is,”


Wintersmith by Terry Pratchett


1078


1078. In front of a mirror he could fence against his reflection and win nearly all the time. Real swords didn’t allow that. You tried to swing them and they ended up swinging you.


Wintersmith by Terry Pratchett


1079


1079. There be a lot o’ men who became heroes ’cuz they wuz too scared tae run!


Wintersmith by Terry Pratchett


1080


1080. frozen grass like daggers, no smoke from any chimney; a world without death because there was nothing left to die, and everything glittering like tinsel.


Wintersmith by Terry Pratchett


1081


1081. “Let me down,” the boy said. “The poor horse, let me down.”


A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms by GRRM


1082


1082. He said the only thing you can trust in life is the fish in the sea because they know all the secrets of the world and they keep quiet.


The Singular & Extraordinary Tale of Mirror & Goliath by Ishbelle Bee


1083


1083. I wondered if it was stuffed full of angels beating their wings, trying to get out. There was something inside, something waiting.


The Singular & Extraordinary Tale of Mirror & Goliath by Ishbelle Bee


1084


1084. “Then we agree to your employer’s terms, Mr Loveheart,” Goliath sighs.
“Super. We were going to drug the tea if you had refused, which would have been frankly impolite.”


The Singular & Extraordinary Tale of Mirror & Goliath by Ishbelle Bee


1085


1085. I see an angel fall out of the sky, black-winged and screaming. It lands in a heap by the road, bones shattering, giant wings a mass of blood and broken architecture.


The Singular & Extraordinary Tale of Mirror & Goliath by Ishbelle Bee


1086


1086. If you look at me, you see a little boy. If you look closer you will see the universe floating in my eyes.


The Singular & Extraordinary Tale of Mirror & Goliath by Ishbelle Bee


1087


1087. “What if he isn’t mad?” I say.
“Then we are living in a kind of hell.” And Icabod puts the paper down and stares out of the window, at a world sinking in water.


The Singular & Extraordinary Tale of Mirror & Goliath by Ishbelle Bee


1088


1088. Food for angels. I make very fine clocks, for a very fine price. I suppose I am part serial killer, part magician.


The Singular & Extraordinary Tale of Mirror & Goliath by Ishbelle Bee


1089


1089. No one suspects what I really am. I am essentially overlooked. I am the wallpaper, always in the background.


The Singular & Extraordinary Tale of Mirror & Goliath by Ishbelle Bee


1090


1090. “And with a client list like this you choose to remain in this area of poverty and filth.”
“It’s my home, detective sergeant.” And the children are easier to catch here, I thought.


The Singular & Extraordinary Tale of Mirror & Goliath by Ishbelle Bee


1091


1091. “And so you should be tired. I would be too if I were hundreds of years old. Why is it you people are obsessed with living so long on this Earth? Please tell me. I would love to know.”


The Singular & Extraordinary Tale of Mirror & Goliath by Ishbelle Bee


1092


1092. Prisoners in deep isolation, I would learn, actually look forward to interrogations, even the harsh ones, just for a chance to get out of their oppressive cells and have some human contact.


Fear Up Harsh by Tony Lagouranis


1093


1093. Tortured prisoners talk, but they don’t give good intel. We heard that, but never really believed it.


Fear Up Harsh by Tony Lagouranis


1094


1094. Ahmad had been in a windowless cell, under fluorescent lights, for months. In my short time here, I’d seen other prisoners who’d been given the same treatment. Most began to go nuts after a few weeks. All started to change in some way. Mental processes and concentration slowed down, they became emotionally fragile, and found even simple tasks disorienting and confusing. In the case of Ahmad, I wonder if we’d taken this too far. He seemed to be losing touch with reality.


Fear Up Harsh by Tony Lagouranis


1095


1095. I chained Habib to a bed frame that had been fastened to the wall, I believe, just to have something to chain prisoners to. I felt something like the presence of ghosts, but it was just the feeling that many other prisoners had been here before Habib.


Fear Up Harsh by Tony Lagouranis


1096


1096. Iraqi names work like this: your first name is your given name. Your second name is your father’s first name. Your third name is your grandfather’s first name, and your fourth name is your tribal name, usually similar to the name of the area where you were born.


Fear Up Harsh by Tony Lagouranis


1097


1097. name was Jaish—the same as the Arabic word for “army.” So the prisoner was also known as Abu Jaish. Imagine how happy one of our more ignorant officers was to learn that the “father of the army” was in his prison! It took a lot of explaining to convince him otherwise. Same thing happened with anyone unlucky enough to have as their name the Arabic word meaning “struggle, strive, or utmost effort.” “So, the prisoner’s name is Jihad. Make sure he talks.”


Fear Up Harsh by Tony Lagouranis


1098


1098. These guys slipped on and off base like shadows and answered to no one. A guard told me they were SEALs, but I honestly never saw an insignia or patch that could identify them as such.


Fear Up Harsh by Tony Lagouranis


1099


1099. In the head of the interrogated prisoner, a haze begins to form. His spirit is wearied to death, his legs are unsteady, and he has one sole desire: to sleep, to sleep just a little, not to get up, to lie, to rest, to forget…. Anyone who has experienced this desire knows that not even hunger or thirst are comparable with it.


Fear Up Harsh by Tony Lagouranis


1100


1100. We were eating something strange. We were eating an angel. It was still alive and its wings were beating like a heartbeat.


The Singular & Extraordinary Tale of Mirror & Goliath by Ishbelle Bee


1101


1101. He had put on his finest clothes to come to court, but his breeches were patched, his cloak travel-stained and dusty.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


1102


1102. They were, in fact, sheltered, but they had ceased to remember it.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1103


1103. And as the days of the Shire lengthened they spoke less and less with the Elves, and grew afraid of them, and distrustful of those that had dealings with them; and the Sea became a word of fear among them, and a token of death, and they turned their faces away from the hills in the west.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1104


1104. ‘You’ve seen djinn, Martha. Have you seen one “with dusky eyes that will melt your heart”? Melt your face, maybe.’


The Amulet of Samarkand by Jonathan Stroud


1105


1105. It’s odd, but being insulted by a flickering spectre or being called names by a fiery winged serpent isn’t half as annoying for a hardened magician as hearing it from the mouth of something that seems to be human. Don’t ask me why.


The Amulet of Samarkand by Jonathan Stroud


1106


1106. to go where I’m directed and bring replies by return, never deviating from my course and never pausing – unless I am so fortunate as to be waylaid by your good grace and squashed under a stone.’


The Amulet of Samarkand by Jonathan Stroud


1107


1107. Sholto’s voice was low, rich and rumbling; it somehow made you think of sunlight shining on age-blackened wood, of jars of beeswax polish and bottles of fine red port. It was a good-humoured voice, seemingly always on the cusp of breaking into a throaty chuckle. A smile played on his thin, wide lips


The Amulet of Samarkand by Jonathan Stroud


1108


1108. “I know who he is, but I don’t know if he’s involved with the weapons you found. But if I give you his name, your soldiers will arrest him in his home and bring him here, and they will do to him what they did to me.”


Fear Up Harsh by Tony Lagouranis


1109


1109. “We’ll bend but we are not broken. They can bend us but they cannot break us. We are like palm trees. The wind will bend them but it never breaks them. We live. This is the Iraqi character. We cannot be broken.”


Fear Up Harsh by Tony Lagouranis


1110


1110. Stories are wild creatures, the monster said. When you let them loose, who knows what havoc they might wreak?


A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness


1111


1111. Stories are important, the monster said. They can be more important than anything. If they carry the truth.


A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness


1112


1112. “It was actually the bullying part that scared them off,” Miss Kwan said, scorn in her voice. “Doesn’t look good to prospective universities these days, apparently, accusations of bullying.”


A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness


1113


1113. Never invisible again, the monster said, finally letting up, its huge branch-like fists curled tight as a clap of thunder. It turned to Conor.

But there are harder things than being invisible, it said.


A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness


1114


1114. She said her name with such conviction that the four younger Wizards were a bit embarrassed not to recognize it.


Magicka: The Ninth Element by Dan McGirt


1115


1115. “Across the trackless miles I have tracked you, through hill and forest, swamp and valley!”
“We didn’t go through any swamps,” said Fafnir. “What route did Stinky take?”
“I heard that, Little Green Wizard!”


Magicka: The Ninth Element by Dan McGirt


1116


1116. My Czech masters were just the same. In war, magicians always like to reserve the most dangerous jobs for themselves, such as fearlessly guarding large quantities of food and drink a few miles behind the lines.


The Golem‘s Eye by Jonathan Stroud


1117


1117. “If so, why do you need an army of monsters?” mocked Davlo. Azimuth frowned. “Contingency.”
“What?”
“SUPPOSE I GOT HERE AND THE STAFF OF IMBALANCE WAS A DUD? OR I MISSPOKE SOME CRUCIAL PHRASE AND THE INCANTATION FIZZLED? KEEPING A HORDE OF MONSTERS AS BACKUP IS SIMPLY SOUND CONTINGENCY PLANNING.”


Magicka: The Ninth Element by Dan McGirt


1118


1118. He was a magician of secondary abilities, but a consummate politician, who had succeeded in remaining in power through his ability to play his colleagues off against each other. Several attempts had been made to overthrow him, but his efficient spy network had succeeded in almost every case in snaring the conspirators before they struck.


Magicka: The Ninth Element by Dan McGirt


1119


1119. I came in here for a horde. What the hell am I supposed to do with a bunch of smelly . . . independents?


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1120


1120. Dreadgrave had turned out to be an amazingly good employer. He had learned from the examples of too many necromancers and dark lords who had ruled their minions with whips and iron fists and who had ended up friendless and dismembered the moment the chips went down.


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1121


1121. “For was it not written by the Most Holy Dmitri the Fishmonger, ‘Let not all the demons die, or those they lead astray, so that tomorrow ye may continue to smite them righteously.’”


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1122


1122. In the dark he’d heard the scrape of stone on stone. When he turned he saw that the vaults were opening, one after the other.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


1123


1123. They say the king loved to hunt. The things we love destroy us every time, lad. Remember that.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


1124


1124. Human nature, the Patrician always said, was a marvellous thing. Once you understood where its levers were.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1125


1125. He couldn’t help remembering how much he’d wanted a puppy when he was a little boy. Mind you, they’d been starving – anything with meat on it would have done.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1126


1126. He beamed. He’d managed to get all the way through it without actually needing to engage his brain.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1127


1127. [On the question what dragons eat] The thief shrugged. ‘I seem to recall stories about virgins chained to huge rocks,’ he volunteered.
‘It’ll starve round here, then,’ said the assassin. ‘We’re on loam.’


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1128


1128. It was clearly the room of a woman, but one who had cheerfully and without any silly moping been getting on with her life while all that soppy romance stuff had been happening to other people somewhere else, and been jolly grateful that she had her health.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1129


1129. And when the Patrician was unhappy, he became very democratic. He found intricate and painful ways of spreading that unhappiness as far as possible.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1130


1130. Vimes realized that all that stood between him and a million degrees of heat was the dragon’s vague interest in why Vimes had a smaller dragon under his arm.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1131


1131. ‘You know what I think?’ said Vimes. ‘I think it went somewhere.’
Thunder rolled again.
‘All right, all right,’ muttered Vimes. ‘It was just a thought. It wasn’t that dramatic.’


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1132


1132. ‘I thought, in Nature, the defeated animal just rolls on its back in submission and that’s an end of it,’ said Vimes, as they clattered after the disappearing swamp dragon.
‘Wouldn’t work with dragons,’ said Lady Ramkin. ‘Some daft creature rolls on its back, you disembowel it. That’s how they look at it. Almost human, really.’


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1133


1133. ‘The Waters of the World, are they Abjured?’
‘Yea, abjured full mightily.’
‘Have the Demons of Infinity been bound with many chains?’
‘Damn,’ said Brother Plasterer, ‘there’s always something.’


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1134


1134. He’d been sent out for some pizzas. Brother Fingers was always the one sent out for takeaway food. It was cheaper. He’d never bothered to master the art of paying for things.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1135


1135. The Patrician had always felt that if you made people comfortable they might want to stay.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1136


1136. The chief merchant tried to look on the bright side; he was one of those men who organize sing-songs when things go drastically wrong.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1137


1137. No heroes?
‘Not any more. They cost too much.’


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1138


1138. ‘A dwarf can go hundreds of miles with a cake like this in his pack,’ Carrot went on.
‘I bet he can,’ said Colon gloomily. ‘I bet all the time he’d be thinking, “Bloody hell, I hope I can find something else to eat soon, otherwise it’s the bloody cake again.”’


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1139


1139. I’m not going to look back, even if she stands there while I walk all the way down the street. Sometimes you have to be cruel to be kind.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1140


1140. ‘Prob’ly goin’ to swing on the chandeliers any minute,’ said one of his colleagues. ‘And kick over the table, and that.’
‘He’s not even armed!’ shrieked Wonse.
‘Worst kind, that,’ said one of the guards, with deep stoicism. ‘They leap up, see, and grab one of the ornamental swords behind the shield over the fireplace.’
‘Yeah,’ said another, suspiciously. ‘And then they chucks a chair at you.’


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1141


1141. In this dungeon the Patrician could hold off the world. All that was on the outside was the lock. All the bolts and bars were on the inside.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1142


1142. The fireball rose like a – well, a rose.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1143


1143. No pets / familiars, it said. No pipe smoking. No spellcasting. Any business other than that related to the resurrection of self or colleagues is not permitted. Patrons are not required to say thank you, but it is always appreciated!!!


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1144


1144. Desirous for vengeance they may have been, but most of their type wouldn’t even do their own washing-up unless you called it a “quest” and paid in cash.


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1145


1145. “That’s awful!” went Mrs. Bindlegob. “Has anyone told his mother?”
“She’ll be inconsolable, the poor dear,” said one of Mrs. Bindlegob’s cohorts. “She was so proud when Dreadgrave bought the doom fortress and moved out of her loft, she must have boasted it to everyone this side of the river.”


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1146


1146. “What is wrong with you people?!” he exploded, silencing the rabble. “These creatures razed your homes! Pillaged your crops! Did . . . things to your sheep! Now they’ve been brought down and the peasantry is free!”
“Who are you calling peasantry?” said Mrs. Bindlegob.
“Yeah, we’re lower middle class!” cried someone at the back.


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1147


1147. “My house has been burnt down and rebuilt every week since Dreadgrave set himself up,” said Giles the elder, waving a gnarled walking stick. “It’s great! I never have to clean the bloody place!”


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1148


1148. They swagger into a village, sort out any problem that can be solved by whacking it a few times, make out with the blacksmith’s daughter, then bugger off long enough for the problems to come back. They load themselves down with armor and weapons and treasure because inside they’re very empty, sad little people. In the long run they’ve never achieved anything, ever.”


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1149


1149. True love is blind to petty flaws like total catatonia.”


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1150


1150. ‘Oh, you think you’re so clever, so in-control, so swave, just because I’ve got a sword and you haven’t!


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1151


1151. There are, always and only, the bad people, but some of them are on opposite sides.’


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1152


1152. You see, the only thing the good people are good at is overthrowing the bad people.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1153


1153. And eventually, under siege, you did what Ankh-Morpork had always done – unbar the gates, let the conquerors in, and make them your own.


Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett


1154


1154. I could take pride in my work back then. I could cut a lovely little smile into a pretty face and know it’d have it for life. I could feel a man’s dying breath upon my sleeve and know he wouldn’t be back up and writing formal letters of complaint the moment I took my eyes off him.”


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1155


1155. “So noble and so wise that he understands exactly the importance of the relationship his kingdom has with the Adventurer’s Guild.” His tone remained bored and civil but there was a lilt in his last few words that brought to mind a concealed knife flashed momentarily in a sleeve.


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1156


1156. Do you know how hard it is to turn one living thing into another living thing for longer than a second? The universe just doesn’t tolerate it! The spell basically works by pointing over reality’s shoulder and saying ‘Look over there!’


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1157


1157. “You were always the one who said the day Wormgob staked you in the heart would be the day he was ready to inherit your empire.”
“If he’d done it out of his own initiative, I would have been satisfied.


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1158


1158. Course, Slippery John reckons there’s a difference between ‘hero’ and ‘protagonist.’”


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1159


1159. “I am Father Thaddeus Praise-His-Name Godbotherer III,” said Thaddeus, drawing himself up and giving Barry the full flare of his nostrils. “High Priest of the Seventh Day Advent Hedge Devolutionists. Keeper of the Incantations and Steward of the Sunday Coffee Mornings.”
“Holy balls,” said Barry unpiously. “I did my thesis on you!”


Mogworld by Yahtzee Croshaw


1160


1160. Why didn’t you use countermeasures in the first place? Dahl thought. In his head, Jenkins answered. Every battle is designed for maximum drama, he said. This is what happens when the Narrative takes over. Things quit making sense. The laws of physics take a coffee break. People stop thinking logically and start thinking dramatically.


Redshirts by John Scalzi


1161


1161. “One need not intend harm to do it.


A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms by GRRM


1162


1162. “If truth be told, I hadn’t even realized Egg was gone. He wasn’t at the bottom of my wine cup, and I hadn’t looked anywhere else, so…” He sighed.


A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms by GRRM


1163


1163. My brothers have my measure when it comes to fighting and dancing and thinking and reading books, but none of them is half my equal at lying insensible in the mud.”


A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms by GRRM


1164


1164. A pity he wasn’t born a Fossoway, then he’d think himself an apple and we’d all be a deal safer, but there you are.”


A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms by GRRM


1165


1165. Looking at her made him feel an uncontrollable urge to vomit forth his innermost feelings, straight at her.


How Not to Write a Novel: 200 Classic Mistakes and How to Avoid Them by Howard Mittelmark


1166


1166. Likewise, most people know not to talk to themselves in public, and if they do, it will usually elicit an odd look or comment. In Unpublished Novelville, however, the streets would seem to be filled with characters walking along deep in earnest conversation with themselves, and no one bats an eyelash when a man in a crowded bus cries out, “Now I see it! I must kill Monique to save us all!”


How Not to Write a Novel: 200 Classic Mistakes and How to Avoid Them by Howard Mittelmark


1167


1167. This was just more of the same racist bullshit that we saw in the Arab mind lecture. Some genius, somewhere, saw an Arab running from a dog and made it into a theory. Then the army took it up as doctrine. Again, it looked to me like we were so uncomfortable with this culture, and it looked to us so alien and remote, that we were ready to believe any bold assertion. Arabs are afraid of dogs. Sure. That makes sense. Anyway, if we’re talking about a large, growling German shepherd, who wouldn’t be afraid?


Fear Up Harsh by Tony Lagouranis


1168


1168. The doctor turned his fat frame toward me. His eyes were red and his face sagged. “Do you think they will take a girl when they have so many soldiers to care for? They will laugh at me for sending her.”


Daughters of the Dragon by William Andrews


1169


1169. About midnight carriages came for the important folk. One by one they rolled away, filled with full but very unsatisfied hobbits. Gardeners came by arrangement, and removed in wheelbarrows those that had inadvertently remained behind.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1170


1170. The sun rose. The hobbits rose rather later.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1171


1171. For ADELARD TOOK, for his VERY OWN, from Bilbo; on an umbrella. Adelard had carried off many unlabelled ones.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1172


1172. He had no standout features, no funny quirks or unusual ways of speaking. All in all, there was something so instantly forgettable about the man that even in his company, as he was actually speaking, she would find herself switching off him, listening to the words but ignoring the speaker. It was a decidedly curious thing.


The Golem‘s Eye by Jonathan Stroud


1173


1173. I leaned in for a closer look at the fridge-door Tommy as the following thought passed coldly through me: Something really awful happened to the guy in this picture.


The Disaster Artist by Greg Sestero


1174


1174. Along with being the executive producer, Caffrey was credited as another one of Tommy’s assistants and the San Francisco casting director, making him the busiest dead person since Tupac Shakur.


The Disaster Artist by Greg Sestero


1175


1175. And the Greatjon’s not the worst of them, only the loudest. Lord Roose never says a word, he only looks at me, and all I can think of is that room they have in the Dreadfort, where the Boltons hang the skins of their enemies.”


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


1176


1176. That’s the thing with Tommy: Even before he was famous, he acted like he was famous. Maybe that’s what, in the end, best explains him. Maybe that’s what explains the whole thing.


The Disaster Artist by Greg Sestero


1177


1177. That’s the thing with con artists. They never tell you their story. They give you pieces of it and let you fill in the rest. They let you work out the contradictions and discrepancies.


The Disaster Artist by Greg Sestero


1178


1178. Now is time you find your own place. I cannot trust you. The feelings go away.”


The Disaster Artist by Greg Sestero


1179


1179. “Look at your eyes! My God. Somebody is so sad tonight! How much did you love her on scale from one to ten? Can you smile little bit or is this all end of the world? You are not smiling at all. Greg, what is the problem?”


The Disaster Artist by Greg Sestero


1180


1180. I was told that this road is in summertime excellent, but that it had not yet been put in order after the winter snows. In this respect it is different from the general run of roads in the Carpathians, for it is an old tradition that they are not to be kept in too good order. Of old the Hospadars would not repair them, lest the Turk should think that they were preparing to bring in foreign troops, and so hasten the war which was always really at loading point.


Dracula by Bram Stoker


1181


1181. But just then the moon, sailing through the black clouds, appeared behind the jagged crest of a beetling, pine-clad rock, and by its light I saw around us a ring of wolves, with white teeth and lolling red tongues, with long, sinewy limbs and shaggy hair. They were a hundred times more terrible in the grim silence which held them than even when they howled.


Dracula by Bram Stoker


1182


1182. I am no longer young, and my heart, through weary years of mourning over the dead, is not attuned to mirth.


Dracula by Bram Stoker


1183


1183. (Mem., this diary seems horribly like the beginning of the "Arabian Nights," for everything has to break off at cockcrow, or like the ghost of Hamlet's father.)


Dracula by Bram Stoker


1184


1184. The dead were perfect for stakeouts, or for anything that required waiting extreme amounts of time without a twitch.


Necromancer by M.R.Forbes


1185


1185. It had been the cocaine that killed him. Not from an overdose, but from an angry dealer who wanted to get paid.


Necromancer by M.R.Forbes


1186


1186. His answer was unexpected. His face turned eerily dark, his eyes narrowing and his lip curling in an almost-snarl. “Stay away as long as you can. If you think it isn’t safe for you here, you have no idea what’s waiting.”


Necromancer by M.R.Forbes


1187


1187. Smokers pissed me off on a personal level. I had gotten cancer, and I’d never smoked a day in my life.


Necromancer by M.R.Forbes


1188


1188. Either way, this whole thing was getting exponentially more fucked up by the heartbeat. A third team had been sent to take out the second, after the second had taken out the first and… well… me?


Necromancer by M.R.Forbes


1189


1189. The Houses weren’t supposed to use necromancers. They were even more not supposed to use ferals. Ferals were efficient killers, vicious and violent, but they were also beyond difficult to keep in line.


Necromancer by M.R.Forbes


1190


1190. “I saw you use them on the vampire. I don’t think it’s trapped.”
That’s why I didn’t like to talk about [the dice]. The idea that something wanted to be in there, wanted to take the souls, gave me a chill.


Necromancer by M.R.Forbes


1191


1191. “My aunt always said that if I wasn’t strong enough to survive my own passions, I would never be strong enough to stand up to the other Houses.”


Necromancer by M.R.Forbes


1192


1192. The fluid that Reva was about to apply to my arm would bind to my cells, kicking them into an overdrive that pushed them to heal and multiply, fixing my shoulder without stitches in about three minutes.


Necromancer by M.R.Forbes


1193


1193. Dannie had always loved the dice, the mystery of their creation and the power of the creature that embodied them.


Necromancer by M.R.Forbes


1194


1194. but I had a lot of practice cutting tiny wires from a packed group. It wasn’t much different than repairing muscle and nerves.


Necromancer by M.R.Forbes


1195


1195. ‘Mr Charters, that’s his name. Edward Charters. A very respectable chap, I always thought. Works in a bank in London but has a mother somewhere out Ipswich way and goes to see her on occasion and usually comes into Norwich for a night or two before heading back to town. When he does he always stays here. We never had any problems with him, sir.


The Absolutist by John Boyne


1196


1196. He was using my full name, perhaps because I was too old to be addressed with the familiarity of ‘Tristan’ but too young to be called ‘Mr’.
‘Married gentleman, are you?’


The Absolutist by John Boyne


1197


1197. I take great pleasure in churches and cathedrals. Not so much for their religious aspect – agnosticism has been my declared denomination – but for the peace and tranquillity offered within. My twin contradictory places of idleness: the public bar and the chapel. One so social and teeming with life, the other quiet and warning of death. But there is something soothing to the spirit about resting a while on the pews of a great church, breathing in the chilly air perfumed by centuries of incense and candle-burning, the extraordinary high ceilings that make one feel insignificant in the greater scheme of natural design, the artworks, the friezes, the carved altars, the statues whose arms reach out as if to embrace their observer, the unexpected moment when a choir above, rehearsing its matins, bursts into song and lifts the spirit from whatever despair brought one inside in the first place.


The Absolutist by John Boyne


1198


1198. He kept them all, you see, and they fell to me. Afterwards, I mean. On account of our friendship.


The Absolutist by John Boyne


1199


1199. ‘Sorry about that, sir,’ said the constable. ‘He’s not usually much trouble so we let him stay there as he gets a few shillings most days. Ex-army, like myself. Had rather a rough time of it, though.’


The Absolutist by John Boyne


1200


1200. It was impossible to know and I was torn between regret at having written to her at all and a sense that I was being punished by her refusal to reply.


The Absolutist by John Boyne


1201


1201. There’s already uproar in Parliament about men sacrificing themselves without even having the proper uniform.


The Absolutist by John Boyne


1202


1202. ‘Can you imagine coming home every night to find your slippers toasting beside a warm fire and a hot dinner waiting for you?’


The Absolutist by John Boyne


1203


1203. And some of the older ones, too, if the chaps I know are anything to go by. So when I saw the effect he had on women as he grew older, it took me quite by surprise, I don’t mind telling you.’


The Absolutist by John Boyne


1204


1204. ‘… turnered hys hand, butt was sorelie vexed that alle menne at laste comme to nort, viz. Deathe, and vowed hymme to seke Imortalitie yn his pride … It’s written in Old,’ he said. ‘Before they invented spelling.’


Mort by Terry Pratchett


1205


1205. The princess sprang to her feet and launched herself at her uncle, but Cutwell grabbed her.
‘No,’ he said, quietly. ‘This isn’t the kind of man who ties you up in a cellar with just enough time for the mice to eat your ropes before the flood-waters rise. This is the kind of man who just kills you here and now.’


Mort by Terry Pratchett


1206


1206. ‘But there are causes worth dying for,’ said Butterfly.
‘No, there aren’t! Because you’ve only got one life but you can pick up another five causes on any street corner!’
‘Good grief, how can you live with a philosophy like that?’ Rincewind took a deep breath.
‘Continuously!’


Interesting Times by Terry Pratchett


1207


1207. There are, it has been said, two types of people in the world. There are those who, when presented with a glass that is exactly half full, say: this glass is half full. And then there are those who say: this glass is half empty. The world belongs, however, to those who can look at the glass and say: ‘What’s up with this glass? Excuse me? Excuse me? This is my glass? I don’t think so. My glass was full! And it was a bigger glass!’


Feet of Clay by Terry Pratchett


1208


1208. and had a nasty habit of being reasonable when provoked.


Witches Abroad by Terry Pratchett


1209


1209. "I think you should eat something." Edward's voice was low, but full of authority.


Twilight by Stephenie Meyer


1210


1210. Yazidi don’t have a Satan. Malak Ta’us, an archangel, God’s favorite, was not thrown out of heaven the way Satan was. Instead, he descended, saw the suffering and pain of the world, and cried. His tears, thousands of years’ worth, fell on the fires of hell, extinguishing them. If there is evil in the world, it does not come from a fallen angel or from the fires of hell. The evil in this world is man-made.


Fear Up Harsh by Tony Lagouranis


1211


1211. Humans fear pain, but we fear evil more. Why do torture victims suffer such long-lasting psychological damage while victims of accidents suffer little more than post-traumatic stress disorder? It’s the presence of evil. The torture victim is aware of another consciousness, someone like them, deliberately inflicting pain and summoning hate. The sane, domesticated mind rebels against the idea that there are people out there who can torture (and even worse, can enjoy it).


Fear Up Harsh by Tony Lagouranis


1212


1212. Etliche Kinder brauchten psychologische Betreuung, obwohl sie gar nicht direkt betroffen waren.


Der Tod und andere Höhepunkte meines Lebens by Sebastian Niedlich


1213


1213. “I always think everything is a trap until proven otherwise,” the Prince answered. “Which is why I’m still alive.”


The Princess Bride by William Goldman


1214


1214. The day will come when you need them to respect you, even fear you a little. Laughter is poison to fear.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


1215


1215. She was hearing the lords bannermen speaking with her son’s voice, she realized. Over the years, she had hosted many of them at Winterfell, and been welcomed with Ned to their own hearths and tables. She knew what sorts of men they were, each one. She wondered if Robb did.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


1216


1216. “Your father is not fearless,” Catelyn pointed out. “He is brave, but that is very different.”


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


1217


1217. People do not necessarily like doing best what they are best at doing.


Edisons Concrete Piano by Judy Wearing


1218


1218. The skeleton gave a little dance of rage. ‘Kitty she is and, when I find her, Kitty she’ll die. But I’m in no hurry. There’s time enough for me. My master’s dead, and I’m still obeying my orders, guarding his old bones. I’m just taking them along with me, that’s all. I can go where I want, eat whatever imp I please.


The Golem‘s Eye by Jonathan Stroud


1219


1219. ‘Oh, don’t worry,’ the boy said. ‘My orders were to prevent you leaving in that car. Go anywhere near it and I’ll have to stop you. Otherwise, do whatever you like.’


The Golem‘s Eye by Jonathan Stroud


1220


1220. In the middle of the detonations, he sat against the dirt wall of the trench and proceeded to mark examination papers as calmly as if he were in his study at home.


Coroner by Thomas T. Noguchi


1221


1221. Another witness went on to explain, “We pathologists have senses of humor that might not be understood by nonpathologists. In the line of work that we are engaged in, dealing with death and disease so much, a sense of humor is more or less a survival kit for us. This is a sort of gallows humor or … graveyard humor, as other individuals have termed it.” Q. This is common practice among pathologists? A. Yes, it is. I’m afraid sometimes that if the remarks we made—if the general public were to hear them, they may be misunderstood.


Coroner by Thomas T. Noguchi


1222


1222. Isaac shocked Hollinger with the next question. “Do you have any reservations about sending a person who is too mentally ill to operate on dead bodies to a job where he operates on people who are still alive?”


Coroner by Thomas T. Noguchi


1223


1223. You don’t really have to seek them — that is nothing but a phrase — they come to you.


Delphi Complete Works of Mark Twain by Mark Twain


1224


1224. “Trying to earn a living! Do you know how much it costs to keep a galaxy-spanning hive mind going? I had to uncyborg most of them just to get by. There isn’t as much traffic around here as there used to be. You know what I blame? Quantum tunneling.”


Will Save the Galaxy for Food by Yahtzee Croshaw


1225


1225. That may be part of it, but in the end, a hero only has one job, and that’s to make himself unnecessary.


Will Save the Galaxy for Food by Yahtzee Croshaw


1226


1226. "Dragons are sustained by heat and magic, not muscle and blood."


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1227


1227. “You’re pissing off the most powerful wizard alive, you have terminal cancer, and you’re still here? I’m not going to start with you, pal. I get it, though. You don’t want me having a change of heart in the middle of it.”


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1228


1228. Sadly, it wasn‘t the first time I had been shot at out of the blue in a public place. This made it the second in less than a year, and as far as I was concerned it was becoming an uncomfortable habit better reserved for movies and their less than impressive sequels.


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1229


1229. “That is untrue, Baron. Death is a natural part of life. Decay, destruction, both are needed for renewal. Forests burn so that they may regrow.”


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1230


1230. “Set us free!” Samedi’s voice boomed in my head. “A bargain made. The power of a soul for the power of a soul.”
“This ain’t Middle Earth, Skeletor. There ain’t no Mount Doom. Do what it wants, or your friend dies.”


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1231


1231. People, especially necromancers, cannot live past their time, or madness, death, and destruction will result. When I saw how far along you had come, I tried to speak to you, but you ran from me.


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1232


1232. “He isn’t mortal.”
“So?”
“So he can’t touch mortals. Didn’t you notice that he never physically laid a hand on you?”


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1233


1233. I looked down just in time to see something skinny and ugly chasing a woman across the traffic and into an alley. Why did people being chased always run into alleys? Yeah, maybe you could hide from the wendigo there. It wouldn't possibly be able to smell you.


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1234


1234. “The point is, you saved the most innocent person in the room. That makes you a good guy in my book.”


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1235


1235. “You can’t get hurt,” I replied. “You’re already dead.”
“It figures.”


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1236


1236. “So what do we do?” Amos said. “We picked up an opera singer but reenacted the opening scene of the Birds. I’d say we’re down a few.”


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1237


1237. A whisper. A hint. Single words from single voices. Love you. So tired. Want to go home. Happiest I’ve ever been. Things like that. They were positive and negative, the words and thoughts of the dead.


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1238


1238. Death may be good at magic, but he sucks at the Internet.


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1239


1239. “Macha?” He looked appalled at the idea. Because of course, my friends were okay to kill.


Necromancer by M.N.Forbes


1240


1240. „Ist das nicht seltsam? Die meisten Leute merken gar nicht, wie viele Möglichkeiten sie haben, und machen dann irgendwas, was ihnen keinen Spaß macht. Du aber tust das, was dir Spaß macht, und merkst, dass du gar keine andere Alternative hast. Seltsam, seltsam.“


Henry Frottey by Jan Philipp Zymny


1241


1241. „Willkür, Chaos, Unsinn – das ist alles das Gleiche. Und wissen Sie, was es noch ist? Es ist gerecht. Chaos ist das Einzige, was wirklich gerecht ist, weil es nicht unterscheidet, weil es nicht logisch ist, weil es jeden Fall individuell einfach irgendwie behandelt, ohne Rücksicht auf Moral, Vernunft oder Regeln, denn das sind Konzepte, die sich die Menschen ausgedacht haben. Menschen waren nie und werden nie wahrhaftig gerecht sein.“


Henry Frottey by Jan Philipp Zymny


1242


1242. “Arrange a pyre,” Grago said with a dismissive wave of his hand. “Honor him, or whatever it is you do.


Ravine of Blood and Shadow by D.P. Prior


1243


1243. “That, my dear Droom, is the problem with dwarves,” Aristodeus said, giving up on lighting his pipe and shoving it and the flame-maker back in his pocket. “You see signs and patterns where there is but chance and coincidence.


Ravine of Blood and Shadow by D.P. Prior


1244


1244. Patterns in the past, in the present, both of which afford me glimpses of the future. With the right judgment, it is possible to avert some things and foster others. More than that I can’t say, not without risking influencing events that may or may not play into the other side’s hands.”


Ravine of Blood and Shadow by D.P. Prior


1245


1245. Golems are creations of the faen, inanimate sculptures of clay that are given life through lore. The letters—‘KVH’—form the word ‘hevohk’. The faen’s language is read from right to left, and it has no vowels in the written form. Hevohk means ‘life’, but if you take away the letter ‘H’, you are left with ‘KV’—‘vohk’, which means ‘death’.”


Ravine of Blood and Shadow by D.P. Prior


1246


1246. “You talking about that book again? It’ll rot your brain, all that nonsense about peace and love.”
“Is that what Maldark was into?” Carn said, helping himself to another beer.
“That, and one shog of a big hammer for smiting anyone who disagreed with him,” Thumil said. “I’ve half a mind to get one myself.”


Ravine of Blood and Shadow by D.P. Prior


1247


1247. “Who else did you think I’d pick? You? Carn, you’re the best of the Ravine Guard physically, but being Marshal’s not just about winning fights.”
“Yet you trusted me with command.”
“Of a platoon, yes. Somewhere for you to cut your teeth. But you’re not ready for the big job. Maybe you never will be.”


Ravine of Blood and Shadow by D.P. Prior


1248


1248. He still had on the same white toga he always wore. The odd thing was, it never picked up a stain, never stank of sweat. Which told Carn he either had spares, or he was a stickler for washing them whenever he was out of the way.


Ravine of Blood and Shadow by D.P. Prior


1249


1249. “Then shouldn’t you be guarding his body, rather than snooping about the Slean?”
“He needed you found quick, and no shogger in the Red Cloaks had a clue where you were.”
“But you did.”
“It’s what we do.”


Ravine of Blood and Shadow by D.P. Prior


1250


1250. The bottom line for Droom was, if you could see it, hear it, touch it, then it was real. And if you couldn’t, then it wasn’t worth worrying about. Droom had never listened much to what folk said, but he paid great attention to what they did.


Ravine of Blood and Shadow by D.P. Prior


1251


1251. [More than deceived,] the axe said, as if it were a part of him, enmeshed with his thoughts and knowing them without him needing to give them voice. [They betrayed your friendship.]


Ravine of Blood and Shadow by D.P. Prior


1252


1252. “Your son paid a handsome fortune for me to get myself arrested,” Whitney said. “Don’t squander this opportunity. You’ve only got a couple of minutes left. Right now, the guards are over there, and the kitchen is empty.”


The Redstar Rising Trilogy by Rhett C. Bruno


1253


1253. "Gaze upon my greatest achievement." He placed the crown on his head. It was a perfect fit.


The Redstar Rising Trilogy by Rhett C. Bruno


1254


1254. Whitney hadn’t even gotten to the part of his triumphant romp where he tossed the crown’s many gems to the children so they might seek out more for their lives like he had.


The Redstar Rising Trilogy by Rhett C. Bruno


1255


1255. Grint hung onto the side of the wagon with one hand and admired the crown in the other as if the sounds of death filling the air were merely another day at work.


The Redstar Rising Trilogy by Rhett C. Bruno


1256


1256. Pissing people off was probably his greatest skill, if he had to choose one.


The Redstar Rising Trilogy by Rhett C. Bruno


1257


1257. Eine supergefährliche Waffe, die sich sowohl für den Fern- und Nahkampf als auch zur Zubereitung von Suppen eignet. Führende Waffeningenieure bezeichnen dieses ausgeklügelte Werkzeug des Todes auch als „albern“.


Henry Frottey by Jan Philipp Zymny


1258


1258. “It’s behind a bush; bullets go through bushes.”


The 231 Club: My Ten Year Journey From Therapist to CIA Courier and Sanctioned Kills by J. Bartell


1259


1259. They never found any bodies or the assailant’s car. That surprised the hell out of me. But Michael told me later, pros never leave anything behind that could lead back to them, and the brass probably didn’t matter because the ammo would have been wiped off before being loaded into their weapons.


The 231 Club by J. Bartell


1260


1260. ‘After being a teacher all your life?’
‘It did mean a change of perspective, yes.’
‘But … well … surely … the privation, the terrible hazards, the daily risk of death …’ Mr Saveloy brightened up.
‘Oh, you’ve been a teacher, have you?’


Interesting Times by Terry Pratchett


1261


1261. Make sure you compliment your memory. I know it sounds funny but how many times do you criticize yourself for forgetting something? Often, right? After a while it’s only natural that your self-image is going to suffer. So it’s good to acknowledge and remind ourselves when we do things well. I simply say to myself “thank you mind” or “thank you memory”. Just don’t say it out loud.


The 231 Club by J. Bartell


1262


1262. Space sickness is a supercharged version of motion sickness, which is itself the uncomfortable result of a “disagreement” between your eyes and your inner ear. Your brain interprets this disagreement as food poisoning and prescribes an antidote: vomit.


And Then You‘re Dead: A Scientific Exploration of the World's Most Interesting Ways to Die by Paul Doherty


1263


1263. Nearly fifteen hundred people die every year in car accidents because a driver’s brain sent itself into an unconscious state despite knowing full well it was in charge of a one-ton object moving at sixty miles per hour.


And Then You‘re Dead by Paul Doherty


1264


1264. If you were to freeze slowly, the water in your cells would grow spikes like a snowflake and these spikes would destroy your cells.


And Then You‘re Dead by Paul Doherty


1265


1265. So when in doubt, follow the universal edibility test, which can be summarized as follows: Eat only one part of any plant at a time. Do not eat too much of it, and if you don’t feel well, start throwing up as fast as you can.


And Then You‘re Dead by Paul Doherty


1266


1266. Considering that there are quite a few ways to die in space (actually, there are only ways to die in space, the truly spectacular thing would be to find someplace where you would not)


And Then You‘re Dead by Paul Doherty


1267


1267. The cultures accused of doing this didn’t have good volcanoes for sacrificing, and even if they did, hiking all the way up a volcano just to throw someone in is pretty impractical.


And Then You‘re Dead by Paul Doherty


1268


1268. In nearly every case, the first thing a person thinks after a bullet to the head is that something is burning. For reasons not entirely known, brain damage often makes victims smell burned toast.


And Then You‘re Dead by Paul Doherty


1269


1269. Most likely your flesh would be consumed by the various creatures living at the bottom of the ocean, and your bones would be eaten by the gloriously named bone-eating snot flower, which normally lives on whale bone but would likely make an exception in your case.


And Then You‘re Dead by Paul Doherty


1270


1270. He feared he’d have to cut Whitney’s tongue out before they ever reached the Woods.


The Redstar Rising Trilogy by Rhett C. Bruno


1271


1271. “Pretty sure Autla’s gonna be remembered,” Whitney said. “Currency named after him and all.”


The Redstar Rising Trilogy by Rhett C. Bruno


1272


1272. ‘I will not die for a long time.’ Joseph tugged at his gray beard. ‘My beard goes white, but there’s a lot of life in me yet.’
‘Don’t be so sure, Abba,’ Joshua said.
Joseph dropped the bowl he was working on and stared into his hands. ‘Run along and play, you two,’ he said, his voice little more than a whisper.


Lamb by Christopher Moore


1273


1273. Joshua taught us that we should not hate - a lesson that I was never able to master, along with geometry. Blame Jakan for the former, Euclid for the latter.


Lamb by Christopher Moore


1274


1274. ‘I hope that you never see what the lead tips of a Roman whip do to a man’s body. All of these men have, and even seeing it has broken their spirit as men. I pray for them every night.’


Lamb by Christopher Moore


1275


1275. When we parted at the gates my father gave me a hammer and chisel to carry with me in my satchel. ‘With that you can make enough for a meal anywhere you go,’ my father said. Joseph gave Joshua a wooden bowl. ‘Out of that you can eat the meal that Biff earns.’ He grinned at me.


Lamb by Christopher Moore


1276


1276. [A demon speaks:] ‘It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten a Jew. A good Jew sticks to your ribs. That’s the problem with Chinese, you eat six or seven of them and in a half hour you’re hungry again. No offense, miss.’


Lamb by Christopher Moore


1277


1277. ‘All men are evil, that’s what I was talking to my father about.’
‘What did he say?’
‘Fuck ’em.’
‘Really?’
‘Yeah.’
‘At least he answered you.’
‘I got the feeling that he thinks it’s my problem now.’


Lamb by Christopher Moore


1278


1278. Joshua stormed off to the synagogue waving his hands in the air as if asking God why he had been plagued by a gang of dimwits, but then, I might have been reading that into his gesture.


Lamb by Christopher Moore


1279


1279. As a general rule, signs are too subjective a topic for polite company. Where one man sees a sign of blessings to come, another sees bad tidings, and a third is puzzled by the animated discussion his companions are having about an oddly shaped piece of toast.


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1280


1280. It is almost-certain death. It’s probable death. But there is that faint sliver of hope that you won’t be asked to do anything too crazy, and that you’ll make it home a tad richer and wiser. After all, Rulf the Weary was the forty-second Seventh Hero, and he and his party died from old age waiting for a sign from the All Mother.”


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1281


1281. A “forgotten” healing potion or a lever pulled at the wrong moment was all it took to be rid of an inconvenient companion. Whatever the cause or method, the leading killer of professional heroes was other professional heroes.


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1282


1282. Flinn and Mr. Brunt following behind them. Mr. Flinn walked with a relaxed purpose, the kind of gait that says move along. Mr. Brunt stamped along beside him in a manner that added or else.


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1283


1283. “There are tens of thousands more Orcs in Andarun than there were twenty years ago, and already their leaders are wondering aloud who has taken the stones. The Elves of House Tyrieth have skipped questions altogether and are making bald accusations against the Orcs.


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1284


1284. And since there were so many magic-using foes out in the field, warrior heroes came in only two varieties: those who knew how to fight mages, and extra crispy.


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1285


1285. “I know your type. Ye’d kill your own mother for tuppence.”
“Ah, you see, that’s where you’re wrong,” said Flinn. “I know the value of a life, usually within a few cents. When I killed my mother, it was for well over five thousand giltin.”


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1286


1286. Gleebek roamed aimlessly throughout the store, followed by an uproar of sound and light as weapons sang, leaped, lit aflame, and glowed various colors whenever the Goblin walked too close.


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1287


1287. They all learned one way or another that life’s tale doesn’t work that way; many only learned as much when they met their end in an unfortunate plot twist.


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1288


1288. Zurthraka considered the Goblin. “Why does the Son-of-Fire keep calling you ‘Hello’?”
“Alas, Great Chief, as I said before, misunderstandings are common between us and the Lightlings.”
“Ha!”


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1289


1289. “Wait a moment,” said Zurthraka, pointing to the Goblin. “Do you suggest that our guests felt too much sales pressure?”
“No, Lord. I suggest that they think we are prisoners.”
“What!” Orcs and Lightlings alike stepped back as Zurthraka leaped to his feet.
Impossible!” bellowed Char. “I wore green beads over orange, and my beard—


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1290


1290. The massive wolves ran barking and baying from their pens, only to flop down in front of the heroes and refuse to move until their bellies had been sufficiently scratched.


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1291


1291. The wizard was too wrapped up in his own apology to see the joy behind her tears.


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1292


1292. Orange pinpricks of light blazed from the eye sockets. “Who would face the wrath of Detarr Ur’Mayan in his own—oh, by the gods, it’s you.


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1293


1293. “Y-y-you … I thought y-you were d-d-dead,” stammered Jynn, groping his way to his feet. The noctomancer was shaking and seemed unable to stand upright, as if his spine had been pulled from his body.
“I am dead, you yammering fool,” said Detarr, floating into the study. “Use your eyes. My head is a flaming skull, by the gods. I have made myself into a liche.”


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1294


1294. “Oh, flaming ashes, not again!” said the liche. His hand slapped the air where his forehead had been moments ago. “Do you know what a pain it is to align that properly? If it’s a fraction of an inch off, I can’t walk in a straight line!”


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1295


1295. As Gorm watched, the last zombie in the group stopped at the tree line and tipped a large top hat to the tower before disappearing into the forest.


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1296


1296. “Oh, everyone hates necromancy, except when shrines must be erected or elixir must be brewed, or the dearly departed must be consulted to get the combination for the family safe. Necromancy is half of vitamancy, and we use it every day.”


Orconomics by J. Zachary Pike


1297


1297. “Braaaains,” groaned the dead man, swaying as he stood. “Braaaaaaiinnns.”
“Oh, allow me,” said another walking corpse. It stepped over and pulled the battleaxe from the first man’s skull. “Better?”
“Cor, yeah! Thank you,” gasped the first soldier.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1298


1298. “Oh yes! It seems like every day he’d mention you. ‘Mr. Poldo said “hello” again today!’ ‘Mr. Poldo gave me a copper for a tip this evening.’ Or ‘Why can’t they all be like Mr. Poldo? He’s never kicked me once.’”


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1299


1299. Poldo looked up at the children peering curiously out of the dumpster, and in their faces he saw the features of a kind lift attendant who apparently thought the world of any manager who gave him as much respect as a wall fixture. “But I must, Mrs. Hrurk. I truly must.”


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1300


1300. Nove’s research posited that reality is partially comprised of irony in its various forms.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1301


1301. “It almost sounds like you’re wishing calamity on the people you’re so concerned about,” said Handor.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1302


1302. I remember how long he wept when Mother died. I remember him buying me a puppy to help me feel better. I remember him comforting me when Patches ran away. I remem-remember days and days of training. And though he was harsh, I remember learning from him.”


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1303


1303. Father used to light the bronze braziers outside of the Ashen Tower with it.”
“To ward off enemies? Or focus the weaves of magic?” asked Kaitha.
“It just ‘sets the right ambiance,’” said Jynn, mimicking a deep, cold voice.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1304


1304. “It’s entirely wasteful!” snapped Jynn. “Gods, who but Father would care about accessorizing an army?”


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1305


1305. “Burn it, Neddard!” shouted Ted. “Why would anyone haul an extremely heavy yet very fragile instrument hundreds of miles just to play it at the dramatic climax of a siege?”


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1306


1306. “Hello!” said the skull. It bobbed up and down in a manner reminiscent of a friendly wave. “You’ve been selected to be a part of a focus group!”


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1307


1307. “Bards know many secrets,” said Heraldin. “For example, we know to always read the signs at a museum.” Gaist tapped a bronze plaque on the display case.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1308


1308. “And a deserter. So now he’s a revenant,” said Ted. “Our knight-commander here was a man of the highest character to the very end. He died defending the gate with us, if you’ll recall.”
“Uh, right,” said Tyren.
“I don’t know,” said Ned. “I think that sort of creation myth might just be another example of folklore using a simple moral duality to whitewash what is in reality a complex series of factors.”


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1309


1309. He hovered in the air above the heroes, arms outstretched and shadows dancing from his fingers.
Who dares to stand against—you again?” The liche’s grandiose speech slumped into paternal exasperation. “What are you doing here?”


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1310


1310. “And this one?” said Heraldin, pointing his rapier at some sort of flaming rodent in front of him. “What do you call this little fellow?” '
“Ahem, yes. That’s, uh, that’s the fiendish weasel,” said Detarr, with notably less enthusiasm.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1311


1311. Nobles, dignitaries, and captains of industry sat around the tables, contorting their faces as they tried to look happy for the new couple while maintaining an appropriate somberness.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1312


1312. My son does pop up at inconvenient moments,” said Detarr.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1313


1313. Finally, he set the dials back to zero, tapped the central glowing stone, waited for the lock to click open, and slammed his face into the door three times. The last step was involuntary, and entirely due to the meaty hand that gripped the back of Barty’s head as though trying to crush a ripening melon. The assassin choked back a sob.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1314


1314. “And what exactly is it that you want?” said a muffled voice.
“We’re looking for a friend,” said Gorm.
“You won’t find any here. Try taking up a hobby or talking to people in pubs.” The tiny peephole slammed shut.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1315


1315. Whenever there’s some terrible darkness anywhere on Arth, it’s a good bet an old mage decided that he shouldn’t have to shuffle off this mortal coil—even if it means shovin’ everyone else off it instead.”


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1316


1316. Gorm never knew what possessed ancient wizards to make them create sentient weapons, but once they did so, much of the possessing was done by the weapons rather than the wizards.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1317


1317. “I’m just saying there has to be better qualifications for leadership than a talent for killing people.”
“Yeah? Like maybe whoever’s parents are a bigger deal? Or maybe whoever has the most money? Oh wait—those are almost always the same thing.” The Kobold clapped his paws to his cheeks in mock surprise.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1318


1318. “But… gentlemen, please! Andarun is your home,” protested Ortson.
“Home is where the heart is,” said Baggs.
“Or at least where it stays beating,” added Goldson mirthlessly.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1319


1319. “Yes, I can see that,” said Ortson, shielding his eyes from the intensely pink luminescence. “Pardon me, gentlemen. Play the message.”
“Hello? Hello? Is this… how do I start this?” said the sprite in its high, tweeting voice. “Just tap the stone, sire. Like this? Yes, sire. Oh. I thought I did that.”


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1320


1320. “People move mountains, but words move people,” said Asherzu. “Such is the way of persuasive selling. My father showed me its power, and now I shall sell the world a vision.”


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1321


1321. It was easy work, though the pay was atrocious and being a death priest could really kill your social life. That was the joke among the priests and priestesses, anyway.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1322


1322. “Run!” shouted an oncoming Human.
“Zombie bankers!” screamed a Gnome.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1323


1323. “You cannot be serious.” Detarr Ur’Mayan sighed as he held his flaming face in the palm of his skeletal hand.
“I… I am, F-Father,” Jynn said to the liche’s back. The wizard struggled to clamber from the ruins of Fafnir’s Gate onto the top of the huge stone that had ruined it. “I-I’ve come to stop you.”
“Of course you have,” said Detarr, looking at the sky. “It’s practically a guarantee that you’ll show up to interfere with any plan I have. Why should my greatest triumph be any different?”


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1324


1324. “You are literally in the process of killing me, and you’re giving me a lecture on my bearing.” Jynn’s voice was as flat and even as a frozen lake. The emotions went farther down than the memories, to depths he didn’t know he had. Reserves he never knew existed.


Son of a liche by J. Zachary Pike


1325


1325. Another paper presented the case of a patient who became convinced that he had been given a hen’s heart. No mention was made of why he might have come to believe this or whether he had been exposed to the writings of Robert Whytt, which actually might have provided some solace, pointing out, as they do, that a chicken heart can be made to beat on for several hours in the event of decapitation—always a plus.


Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers


1326


1326. This twisting and curling enables the seed to drill into the soil, much like an auger. If you place a stork’s bill seed on your hand, it will twist and untwist, like a corkscrew, as if it were trying to plant itself in your warm, moist palm.


Quiver Trees, Phantom Orchids and Rock Splitters by Jesse Vernon Trail


1327


1327. To put myself in situations I wouldn’t have put myself in. You need to be uncomfortable. You need to hurt.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1328


1328. As the Persian poet Rumi wrote in the twelfth century, ‘The wound is the place where the light enters you.’ (He also wrote: ‘Forget safety. Live where you fear to live.’)


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1329


1329. The hole you’d leave is bigger than the pain you suffer by being.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1330


1330. Don’t always know why I kept moving, but it never – for long – felt like an option not to. Grim determination?


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1331


1331. Accept thoughts, but don’t become them.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1332


1332. Look at trees. Be near trees. Plant trees. (Trees are great.)


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1333


1333. ‘All the shops have been smashed open, there was a whole bunch of people across the street helping themselves to musical instruments, can you believe that?’
‘Yeah,’ said Rincewind. ‘Luters, I expect.’


The Light Fantastic by Terry Pratchett


1334


1334. When you know exactly what will set off an alarm, then you know exactly what won’t. Think about it.


Fated (Alex Verus) by Benedict Jacka


1335


1335. ‘Well, uh, the robes are in the Late Precursor style, and the design is very similar to the surviving pieces of post-war sculpture. The others think it’s just a statue


Fated (Alex Verus) by Benedict Jacka


1336


1336. Once you’ve been around the block a few times you stop caring about looking silly, especially when you’re dealing with magical traps. Better to be laughed at than dead, and he wouldn’t have been laughed at.


Fated (Alex Verus) by Benedict Jacka


1337


1337. Why hadn’t I asked how someone who’d been sealed away two thousand years could speak perfect English?


Fated (Alex Verus) by Benedict Jacka


1338


1338. Every time, before falling asleep, images of persons or objects flit before my view. When I see them I know I am about to lose consciousness. If they are absent and refuse to come, it means a sleepless night.


Edisons Concrete Piano by Judy Wearing


1339


1339. It would not be the first time that father-son conflict was caused by similarity in personalities rather than differences.


Edisons Concrete Piano by Judy Wearing


1340


1340. What’s that? Tea! No thank you! A little red wine, I think for me.”


The Hobbit by J.R.R.Tolkien


1341


1341. “We like the dark,” said all the dwarves. “Dark for dark business! There are many hours before dawn.”


The Hobbit by J.R.R.Tolkien


1342


1342. ‘I’m sorry,’ I said, weakly, wishing for a more visible illness.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1343


1343. “That would be no good,” said the wizard, “not without a mighty Warrior, even a Hero. I tried to find one; but warriors are busy fighting one another in distant lands, and in this neighbourhood heroes are scarce, or simply not to be found.


The Hobbit by J.R.R.Tolkien


1344


1344. But it only takes a doubt. A drop of ink falls into a clear glass of water and clouds the whole thing. So the moment after I realised I wasn’t perfectly well was the moment I realised I was still very ill indeed.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1345


1345. Hey. Remember your dog, Murdoch? He’s dead. Like your grandparents.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1346


1346. So, annoyingly, scientists aren’t all singing from the same hymn sheet. Some don’t even believe there is a hymn sheet. Others have burnt the hymn sheet and written their own songs.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1347


1347. That is how science works, not through blind faith, but continual doubt.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1348


1348. The way people seem to cope is by not thinking about it too much.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1349


1349. That’s the odd thing about depression and anxiety. It acts like an intense fear of happiness, even as you yourself consciously want that happiness more than anything.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1350


1350. Haven’t opened the curtains? Crying over difficult decisions like which pair of socks to wear? So what.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1351


1351. Those who have much are often greedy; those who have little always share.


The Complete Oscar Wilde Collection by Oscar Wilde


1352


1352. “Yer can’t expect folk to stop here for ever just to be et by you and Bert.


The Hobbit by J.R.R.Tolkien


1353


1353. “Yes, lots,” said Bilbo, before he remembered not to give his friends away. “No none at all, not one,” he said immediately afterwards.


The Hobbit by J.R.R.Tolkien


1354


1354. “There is a saying in the good book that the bread which you cast upon the waters returns. But it's very often somebody else's bread. And the man who invents a thing ahead of time is usually forgotten by the latecomers, who get the credit.”


Edisons Concrete Piano by Judy Wearing


1355


1355. There are at least five dimensions in invention: the three dimensions of space, plus time and money.


Edisons Concrete Piano by Judy Wearing


1356


1356. Every book written is the product of a human mind in a particular state.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1357


1357. The best way to beat a monster is to find a scarier one.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1358


1358. In a familiar place, your mind focuses solely on itself. There is nothing new it needs to notice about your bedroom.


Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1359


1359. „Men express temselves through their actions more than their words. They would rather shoulder their pain themselves than cause their loved ones to worry.“


Fullmetal Alchemist by Hiromu Arakawa


1360


1360. „Friendship isn‘t something you can just forget! It‘s a bond between spirits, and that‘s something you can never wipe away!!“


Fullmetal Alchemist by Hiromu Arakawa


1361


1361. „The Hero always comes late.“


Fullmetal Alchemist by Hiromu Arakawa


1362


1362. Writing is not life, but I think that sometimes it can be a way back to life.


On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft by Stephen King


1363


1363. That is the point. The word is him. Becoming a personality is inefficient. We don’t want it to spread. Supposing gravity developed a personality? Supposing it decided to like people? One said, Got a crush on them, sort of thing?


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


1364


1364. But it is not our fire.
“It’s going to be everyone’s! It spreads like crazy on thatch!”


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


1365


1365. Miss Flitworth sidled through the open doorway. If she was the kind of person who would swear, she would have sworn that she made no noise that could be heard


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


1366


1366. “I don’t reckon any of them buggers knows the first thing about meteorology,” said Spigot. “I reckon you goes around tellin ’em. Eh, lads? Big storm comin’, Mr. Spider, so get on and do somethin’ folklorish.”


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


1367


1367. „All my hopes are ruined, but I would not share yours. If you have any.“


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1368


1368. „Do not misunderstand me. Enduring and forgiving are two different things. You must not forgive the cruelty of this world. It‘s our duty as human beings to be angry at injustice. But we must also endure it. Because someone must sever this chain of hatred.“


Fullmetal Alchemist by Hiromu Arakawa


1369


1369. „I thought I told you to seal off the hole after 24 hours.“
„I know that, sir, but according to this watch, it hasn‘t been 24 hours yet.“
„Looks like it‘s broken.“
„What? How strange.“


Fullmetal Alchemist by Hiromu Arakawa


1370


1370. „I don‘t want to turn them into monsters like me.“


Fullmetal Alchemist by Hiromu Arakawa


1371


1371. „Are you sure you don‘t want to wake them?“
„If I see their faces… I might cry.“


Fullmetal Alchemist by Hiromu Arakawa


1372


1372. Die Insulaner wussten aus Erfahrung, dass ein Mensch, der sich absonderte und den man oft allein sah, einer, der Bücher las, sich von seiner Hütte entfernte, am Strand spazieren ging, immer für sich blieb – im tiefsten musu versunken war und über Mord, Selbstmord oder wahrscheinlich beides zugleich nachgrübelte.


Das Tao des Reisens by Paul Theroux


1373


1373. Now I almost know why some people wish to die, he said. I had heard of pain and misery but I had not hitherto fully understood what they meant.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


1374


1374. I‘ve never been very sure about what is right, said Bill Door. I am not sure there is such a thing as right. Or wrong. Just different places to stand.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


1375


1375. The ability of skinny old ladies to carry huge load is phenomenal. Studies have shown that an ant can carry one hundred times its own weight, but there is no known limit to the lifting power of the average tiny eighty-year-old Spanish peasant grandmother.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


1376


1376. "I don't understand, Laura." She sighed.
"Mutation. A sudden genetic alteration from the parent species. I was born with an extra set of senses. I hear what people are thinking."


A Reasonable Madness by Fran Dorf


1377


1377. It was a very disconcerting habit she had, to make guesses about what he was thinking and be right!


A Reasonable Madness by Fran Dorf


1378


1378. David had never been one to notice another man's looks, but this was difficult to miss.


A Reasonable Madness by Fran Dorf


1379


1379. "You see, doctor, I'm afraid to feel anything.


A Reasonable Madness by Fran Dorf


1380


"There are ways to subtly plant a suggestion so that people think they've thought of the idea on their own


A Reasonable Madness by Fran Dorf


1381


(She named her Gretchen, after a character in a story she'd read.)


A Reasonable Madness by Fran Dorf


1382


Der Kobold begann zu sprechen und bat so flehentlich, in Freiheit gesetzt zu werden. Er sagte, er habe ihnen seit vielen Jahren Gutes getan und verdiene eine bessere Behandlung.


Nils Holgersson by Selma Lagerlöf


1383


Die Katze antwortete nicht sogleich. Sie setzte sich hin, legte den Schwanz hübsch in einen Kranz vor ihre Pfoten und starrte den Jungen an. Es war eine große, schwarze Katze mit einem weißen Fleck auf der Brust.


Nils Holgersson by Selma Lagerlöf


1384


Die hellgrünen Würfel erkannte er zuerst, das waren die Roggenfelder, die im Herbst besät waren und sich grün unterm Schnee gehalten hatten. Die gelblichgrauen Würfel waren Stoppelfelder, auf denen im letzten Sommer Korn gewachsen war, die bräunlichen waren Kleewiesen, und die schwarzen waren leere Rübenäcker oder umgepflügte Brachfelder.


Nils Holgersson by Selma Lagerlöf


1385


Sie ist schwer blaugrau, und nicht ein Sonnenstrahl kann sie durchdringen. Sie nahet finster und schreckeinjagend wie eine Gewitterwolke. Sie ist angefüllt mit dem scheußlichsten Lärm, dem unglückverheißendsten Hohnlachen. Alle unten auf dem Spielplatz freuen sich, als sie sich endlich in einen Regen von flügelschlagenden und krächzenden Krähen und Raben und Dohlen und Saatkrähen auflöst.


Nils Holgersson by Selma Lagerlöf


1386


“Maybe faith doesn’t suit you anymore.”
“This isn’t actually you, is it?”
“Right. I’m just the sensible bit of you. I’m not ‘watching over you from the other side.’ There probably isn’t an other side.”


Witches of Lychford by Paul Cornell


1387


One year gone, and she still felt like this. One year was how long people thought you were allowed to grieve. Maybe something had to give. Maybe that thing was her.


Witches of Lychford by Paul Cornell


1388


You held my hand willingly. You entered my nation willingly—”
“You shoved me in!”
“Well, okay, yes, but only because you were hesitating.


Witches of Lychford by Paul Cornell


1389


“And you ran from the sight of my father, leaving him furious at such judgement of him on your part, offended to the depths of his pride, which is why he—who is, himself, the land and also thus the border—made you arrive back a little late. When he didn’t have to let you go at all.”


Witches of Lychford by Paul Cornell


1390


It boggled Autumn to think cosmic powers from other worlds paid more attention to local news than she did.


Witches of Lychford by Paul Cornell


1391


He looked genuinely hurt. “I’m not sure enjoy is the right word. I’m just doing my job. Looking forward to some time off, honestly, after the end of the universe. Now, are you sure we can’t interest you in coming onside?”


Witches of Lychford by Paul Cornell


1392


“I scrubbed my door,” said Judith, “with every magical cleansing agent I could think of. And Cillit Bang! I just ended up burning my Brillo pads.”


Witches of Lychford by Paul Cornell


1393


Lizzie tried to get her head around the idea that that frightened little boy might appear in her church as often as the sign at the pedestrian crossing turned green.


The Lost Child of Lychford by Paul Cornell


1394


“Would you please just bloody read me?” said the email.


The Lost Child of Lychford by Paul Cornell


1395


“She does this,” said Autumn. “She continues conversations like the eight conversations in between haven’t happened.”


The Lost Child of Lychford by Paul Cornell


1396


“Every day,” said Autumn, “you remind me more of the Emperor from Star Wars.” Judith considered that for a moment.
“Nice to finally get a bit of respect,” she decided.


The Lost Child of Lychford by Paul Cornell


1397


“What are you?” asked Lizzie.
“We own this land,” said Emma. “We were here millions of years before you people in your swarms, with your weird religions, walked over from the continent, bringing your fairies with you. We’re tired of living in the cracks. We don’t like being banished. We want back what’s ours.”
“And that’s worth the life of a child?” asked Autumn.
“Course it is! These ‘lives’ of yours exist only in time and come to a stop anyway,” sniffed Emma. “Bunch of perverts.


The Lost Child of Lychford by Paul Cornell


1398


“We’re defending the borders of this town. We’re here to deter the outsiders. That’s what we’re all about, isn’t it? That’s what we do.”


A Long Day in Lychford by Paul Cornell


1399


Had it stopped? No, there it was. Had it stopped now? Nope.


A Long Day in Lychford by Paul Cornell


1400


“I don’t know.” Finn sighed. “I now have a new winner for our ‘stupid things humans say’ board.”


A Long Day in Lychford by Paul Cornell


1401


But what worries me most is, since I got here I’ve had a bit of a look for where the music’s coming from, and I can’t find it. And I have the nose of a bloodhound. In my pocket.”


A Long Day in Lychford by Paul Cornell


1402


You see, I come from a place where wishes literally come true.”
“You mean you work for Disney?”


The Lights go out in Lychford by Paul Cornell


1403


Lizzie nodded. “When she told me she could bring him back to life . . . I mean, doesn’t she think we’ve seen any movies about that shit? Does she come from a world without Buffy?”
“I thought you were going to say it was against your religion.”
“We are actually about bringing people back to life. Just . . . not like that!


The Lights go out in Lychford by Paul Cornell


1404


But in the end, it took quite a large nudge to get you here. I had to lure that young man into walking a quite unusual path from his college to that pub so he’d see Judith. Didn’t you realise that?”


The Lights go out in Lychford by Paul Cornell


1405


But your current situation is because of, I feel, not just ignorance on your part, but a certain arrogance. It seems you’ve never before encountered a professional.


The Lights go out in Lychford by Paul Cornell


1406


I’d show mercy by taking off your coats to hasten the process, but I really don’t feel like it, considering how your kind have treated every single one of my kind who’s ever previously ventured here. I wanted you to know that. You brought this on yourselves.”


The Lights go out in Lychford by Paul Cornell


1407


“This is a formal notification that I will be taking this to a vote of no confidence. You’re off the committee.”
“Why did you do that?” whispered Lizzie.
“I thought she might, you know, vanish, like a vampire?”
“Because vampires are really worried about getting on the wrong side of Human Resources.”


The Lights go out in Lychford by Paul Cornell


1408


You’ve spent thousands of years occupying lands that originally belonged to my people.”
“Have you?” asked Carrie, looking to Autumn as if this were something she might be personally responsible for.
“All humans have,” said Picton. “From the moment this universe of yours suddenly appeared, you’ve treated the rest of us like you’re in charge. Well, no more.”


The Lights go out in Lychford by Paul Cornell


1409


"You knew! You could tell something was wrong. That's why you left—to try to save Master Tarriman before they killed him!" Rowe didn't look back. He walked onward as if he hadn't heard Cally at all.
"Couldn't find him," he said at last. "Not in time."


The Sealed City by Edward W. Robertson


1410


"That's what every soldier faces every time he steps on the field. There are bad people out there. You don't get to stop them without facing the risk of them stopping you."


The Sealed City by Edward W. Robertson


1411


It would even have been better if you had asked me for permission to run away! But instead, you beseeched me to fight for you. This lack of will shows that there is nothing in you worth saving, and it's better for you to be destroyed.'


The Sealed City by Edward W. Robertson


1412


"Have I mentioned yet that it is very hard to see? In that case, let me tell you it is very hard to see.


The Sealed City by Edward W. Robertson


1413


He planted his hands on the arms of his chair and pushed himself to his feet, looking mildly surprised at his success.
"Anyway, I made a trinket some time ago when I was bored. I hate to see it going to waste."


The Sealed City by Edward W. Robertson


1414


"So you can execute me? Oh yes, I'll be right down!"
"Obey, and you will not be executed. You will be imprisoned and treated as befits your station. Our law is not nearly as barbaric as your own." She stared down at him, frowning.
"How can I trust you?"
"You are the oathbreaker, not me; that is why you fear that I will do to you what you would do to me. When a Master of the Order says that he will not kill, it is known that he will never break his vow."


The Sealed City by Edward W. Robertson


1415


Secondly, We have hidden some eggs where they can be found with meticulous and methodical search. Those prizes are useful. And thirdly, We have chosen hiding-places that need a certain amount of imagination to find. And those prizes are of no use whatever.


The Exploits of Moomin-Pappa by Tove Jansson


1416


The other good thing about my hacked governor module is that I could ignore the governor’s instructions to defend the stupid company.


All Systems Red by Martha Wells


1417


(“I do think of it as a person,” Gurathin said. “An angry, heavily armed person who has no reason to trust us.”
“Then stop being mean to it,” Ratthi told him. “That might help.”)


All Systems Red by Martha Wells


1418


Did you teach him wisdom as well as valor, Ned! she wondered. Did you teach him how to kneel! The graveyards of the Seven Kingdoms were full of brave men who had never learned that lesson.


A Game of Thrones by GRRM


1419


I find that I fear that dark room more than I fear dying out here, in the open air.”


A Wizard's Guide to Defensive Baking by T. Kingfisher


1420


It occurred to me that the Duchess probably hated these ceremonies almost as much as I did. At least I only had to do it once, no matter what the Golden General said.


A Wizard's Guide to Defensive Baking by T. Kingfisher


1421


Bilbo drew his hand over his eyes. 'I am sorry', he said. 'But I felt so queer.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1422


He always used to joke about serious things.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1423


Now I am going to bed.'


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1424


was the summer of 1957, a vast new horizon was opening before me, and my excitement was building. Then, as the engines throttled back and the Frontier Airlines DC-3 began lurching downward through the turbulence, a new sensation began building: motion sickness, my lifelong Achilles' heel. Mercifully, my flight touched down before my breakfast came up.


Death's Acre by William M. Bass


1425


A fairly low-temperature house fire will turn the long bones black or caramel-colored but leave them relatively intact structurally.


Death's Acre by William M. Bass


1426


(If he'd had the opposite problem-if the skin had been dry and stiff-he'd have soaked it in Downy fabric softener; I'm sure the makers of Downy would be pleased to know that their product makes even mummified human skin soft and fragrant.)


Death's Acre by William M. Bass


1427


Just imagine the scene: a murderous husband, burning his wife's body in the front yard, smiling and waving to the fire chief as he drives past.


Death's Acre by William M. Bass


1428


said the Countess Notfaroutoe graciously, extending a hand that would have been thin and pale if it had not been pink and stubby.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


1429


„Please, Miss Flitworth, there's a skeleton of a horse walking around in the barn! It's eating hay!
„How?“
„And it's all falling through!“
„Really? We'll keep it, then. At least it'll be cheap to feed.“


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


1430


There was never anything to be gained from observing what humans said to one another – language was just there to hide their thoughts.


Reaper Man by Terry Pratchett


1431


But half unknown to himself the regret that he had not gone with Bilbo was steadily growing.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1432


They were the hobbits' chief source of news from distant parts – if they wanted any: as a rule dwarves said little and hobbits asked no more.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1433


'All well eh?' said Gandalf. 'You look the same as ever, Frodo!'
'So do you', Frodo replied; but secretly he thought that Gandalf looked older and more careworn.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1434


'A mortal, Frodo, who keeps one of the Great Rings, does not die, but he does not grow or obtain more life, he merely continues, until at last every minute is a weariness.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1435


Yes, sooner or later – later, if he is strong or well-meaning to begin with, but neither strength nor good purpose will last – sooner or later the Dark Power will devour him.'


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1436


I told Bilbo often that such rings were better left unused; but he resented it, and soon got angry. There was little else I could do. I could not take it from him without doing greater harm; and I had no right to do so anyway.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1437


'Of course, he possessed the ring for many years, and used it, so it might take a long while for the influence to wear off – before it was safe for him to see it again, for instance.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1438


For he gave it up in the end of his own accord: an important point.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1439


That name even you hobbits have heard of, like a shadow on the borders of old stories. Always after a defeat and a respite, the Shadow takes another shape and grows again.'


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1440


But the thing was eating up his mind, of course, and the torment had become unbearable.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1441


But if he hated it, why didn’t he get rid of it, or go away and leave it?’ ‘You ought to begin to understand, Frodo, after all you have heard,’ said Gandalf. ‘He hated it and loved it, as he hated and loved himself. He could not get rid of it. He had no will left in the matter.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1442


‘A Ring of Power looks after itself, Frodo. It may slip off treacherously, but its keeper never abandons it.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1443


In which case you also were meant to have it. And that may be an encouraging thought.’
‘It is not,’ said Frodo.


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1444


‘No, and I don’t want to,’ said Frodo. ‘I can’t understand you. Do you mean to say that you, and the Elves, have let him live on after all those horrible deeds? Now at any rate he is as bad as an Orc, and just an enemy. He deserves death.’


The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1445


Most people don’t realize how hard it is to consume a body by fire. It sounds like an easy way to get rid of a murder victim, but it’s not.


Death's Acre by William M. Bass


1446


A Greek philosopher had reached the same conclusion some 2,500 years ago: “The Ethiopians say that their gods are snubnosed and black,” wrote Xenophanes, “the Thracians that theirs have light blue eyes and red hair. . . . If cattle and horses or lions had hands, or were able to draw with their hands, and do the works that men can do, horses would draw the forms of the gods like horses, and cattle like cattle, and they would make their bodies such as they each had themselves.”* A loving


Death's Acre by William M. Bass


1447


But once it finally catches, the human body can burn surprisingly well. One reason is the carbon we contain. The other is the fat we carry.


Death's Acre by William M. Bass


1448


Is there a greasy black stain surrounding the body or skeleton, indicating that the death and decomposition took place in the same spot, or is the ground clean and the vegetation healthy-looking, suggesting that the body was moved or dragged from another location?


Death's Acre by William M. Bass


1449



A shadow passed over Saruman's face; then it whent deathly white. Before he could conceal it, they saw through the mask the anguish of a mind in doubt, loathing to stay and dreading to leave.



The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1450



'I do really wish to destroy it!' cried Frodo. 'Or, well, to have it destroyed. I am not made for perilous quests.'



The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien


1451



If your leg is on fire, it is not selfish to concentrate on the pain, or the fear of the flames. So it is with anxiety.



Reasons to stay alive by Matt Haig


1452



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