47 Quotes by Tim Powers

Shandy looked ahead. Blackbeard, apparently willing to get the explanation later, had picked up his oars and was rowing again. 'May I presume to suggest,' yelled Shandy giddily to Davies, 'that we preoceed the hell out of here with all due haste.' Davies pushed a stray lock of hair back from his forehead and sat down on the rower's thwart. 'My dear fellow consider it done.

It was beer, not fire, that Prometeus stole from the gods and brought to man.

When the Arabs untied him and carried him aboard the dahabeeyeh, a low, single-masted boat with a little cabin in the back, he was half delirious and muttering, 'Beer... beer...' Fortunately they seemed to recognise the word, and brought him a jug of what was, blessedly and unmistakably, beer.

Mr. Bird flung his food away and leaped to his feet, glaring around at no one in particular. 'I am not a dog!' he shouted agrily, his gold earrings flashing in the firelight.

…And unmoored souls may drift on stranger tidesThan those men know of, and be overthrownBy winds that would not even stir a hair…

What’s a pandemonium?” whispered one of the men in the rear.“It’s like a calliope,” answered a companion. “I heard one played at the Harmony Fair last summer, when I went there to see my sister’s boy play his organ.”“His what?”“His organ.”“Lord. People pay money to see things like that?

Jacky, who had read and admired Mary Wollstonecraft, and despised the fashion of fluttery helplessness in women, felt, to her own annoyance, close to fainting.

Blessed be the soul, and the Lord that keeps it in order; blessed be the day, and the Lord that drives it away.

I have more questions than answers. I wonder, could a lot of these teachers have passed this test in the '70s?