222 Quotes by Jonathan Stroud

Ah, two firm friends, reunited at last! There should be sweet violin music playing for us, but I’ll settle for the screams of the dying.

You kill, you lie, you rob, you hit old men and steal their boots. I only thank God you draw the line at swearing – it would have been just too dreadful otherwise.

It was higher and shriller than Holly’s, so we knew that it was Kipps.

Because you’re unique. You shine like a beacon, attracting the attention of all dark things.” It chuckled. “Why do you think I’m chatting with you?

We trespassed in the city of the dead, and all our skills and talents counted for nothing.

Isn’t it hard to maintain an argument when you can read each other’s mind?

How d’you want me to put it? You waltzed off on a whim and left us to pick up the pieces. Now you suddenly swan back and expect us to carry on where we left off! You can’t have it both ways – either we were affected by your departure or we weren’t. Which do you prefer?

Me, I was still in the pygmy hippo in a skirt, singing lusty songs about Solomon’s private life and a giant stone back and forth through the air as I climbed out of the quarry at the edge of the site.

Let’s have the baddish one first,′ George said. ‘I prefer my misery to come at me in stages, so I can acclimatize on the way.