459 Quotes by Ransom Riggs

The elder Miss Finch preferred to stay a finch most all of the time. Which was just as well, really. She never was much of a conversationalist.

Because from the day I met her I’d known I wanted to be part of any world she belonged to. Did that make me crazy? Or was my heart too easily conquered?

I swear on my life, one day I’ll personally escort all those that hurt my sisters to Hell.

How do you say I’m sorry your father didn’t love you enough to your own dad?

I didn’t want to kill the hollow any more than I wanted to kill a strange animal. In the course of leading this creature around by the nose, I had gotten close enough to understand that there was more than just void inside it. There was a tiny spark, a little marble of soul at the bottom of a deep pool. It wasn’t hollow – not really.

Would my first trip to Europe be spent evading drunken maniacs and watching birds evacuate their bowels on rocky beaches?

What am I supposed to fight then with, the goddamned butter knife?

But the way she looked at me. Just that crooked bit of smile gave me a surge, and I felt I could do anything.

The bridge was hollow, and a hollow was inside the bridge.