222 Quotes by Jonathan Stroud

Doubts, like ghosts, gain strength in darkness; even with the dawn I wasn’t sure I’d done the right thing.

Can you define “plan” as “a loose sequence of manifestly inadequate observations and conjectures, held together by panic, indecision, and ignorance”? If so, it was a very good plan.

Is mindless violence your solution to everything?” The ghost considered. “Pretty much, yeah.

As an author, you need to keep talking to your audience to remind yourself what they like and what they don’t like. You spend most of your life locked in a room, and you need to be social occasionally.

The caretaker was certainly very ancient, a tight and desiccated thing from which all softness and moisture had long since been extracted.

That’s a gesture of endearment in some cultures. Some hug, some kiss, some set each other on fire in small patches of woodland.

That old cow gave me a right old whack. See this horrible red blob?

There was a profound silence, abruptly broken by an enormously loud rumble from George’s stomach. Plaster didn’t actually fall from the ceiling, but it was close.

His face was uniquely slapable – a nun would have ached to punch him – while his backside cried out to heaven for a well-placed kick.