597 Quotes by Erin Morgenstern

Know Thyself,' Dorian says. [...]'That's half the Rawlins family motto,' Zachary says.'What's the other half?''And Learn to Suffer.

You are no longer quite certain which side of the fence is a dream.

I speak languages with more ease than I read or write them, she explains. It is something in the feel of the sounds. I could attempt to put them on paper but I am sure the result would be appalling.

And there are never really endings, happy or otherwise. Things keep going on, they overlap and blur, your story is part of your sister's story is part of many other stories, and there is no telling where any of them may lead.

When she is unable to avoid the matter further, she makes a pot of tea.

I would have written you, myself, if I could put down in words everything I want to say to you. A sea of ink would not be enough.”“But you built me dreams instead,” Celia says, looking up at him. “And I built you tents you hardly ever see. I have had so much of you around me always and I have been unable to give you anything in return that you can keep.

Most of the passenger cars are lined with thick patterned carpets, upholstered in velvets in burgundies and violets and creams, as though they have been dipped in a sunset, hovering at twilight and holding on to the colors before they fade to midnight and stars.

Most cats will do anything if you ask them nicely.

He turns and walks away, moving so quickly that the candle flames shiver with the motion of the air. “I miss you,” Isobel says as he leaves, but the sentiment is crushed by the clatter of the beaded curtain falling closed behind him.