459 Quotes by Ransom Riggs

That was our friendship: equal parts irritation and cooperation... That he made my parents deeply uncomfortable was merely a bonus... He was, I suppose, my best friend, which is a less pathetic way of saying he was my only friend.

As he always says, the day there’s no time for manners, the world’s lost to us anyway.

I haven’t known you too long, but I feel I know your heart, and it’s a strong, true thing – a peculiar heart – and I trust you.” She.

I liked this idea: that peculiarness wasn’t a deficiency, but an abundance; that it wasn’t we who lacked something normals had, but they who lacked peculiarness. That we were more, not less.

I knew then that, from now on, every word that passed between us would hurt, would be wrapped up with and marked by the pain of this moment, and that I needed to pull away now or it would never stop. So I nodded sadly, hugged her one more time, and retreated to a corner to sleep, because I was very, very tired.

We all scooted closer on our stools, like it was story-time in some morbid kindergarten.

How could I possibly stay here and leave behind everthing I’d known? But after all I’d learned, how could I go home?

Holmes says that “a man should keep his little brain-attic stocked with all the furniture that he is likely to use” – and little else.

I’ll never understand ninety-nine percent of humanity. – Enoch.