27 Quotes About Richard-gansey-iii

It had been a long time ago, but also, it was no time at all.Sometimes, Gansey felt like his life was made up of a dozen hours that he could never forget.

Right,' he said. 'So it stands to reason there's something about the line that fortifies or protects a corpse. The soul. The ... animus. The quiddity of it.''Gansey, seriously,' Adam interrupted, to Blue's relief. 'Nobody knows what quiddity is.''The whatness, Adam. Whatever it is that makes a person who they are.

He was just alive," [Gansey] said helplessly. "He just taught us four irregular verbs last week. And you killed him.

But what [Gansey] said was, "I'm going to need everyone to be straight with each other from now on. No more games. This isn't just for Blue, either. All of us."Ronan said, "I'm always straight."Adam replied, "Oh, man, that's the biggest lie you've ever told."Blue said, "Okay.

What happened to your face?" Blue asked.Adam shrugged ruefully. Either he or Ronan smelled like a parking garage. His voice was self-deprecating. "Do you think it makes me look tougher?"What it did was make him look more fragile and dirty, somehow, like a teacup unearthed from the soil, but Blue didn't say that.Ronan said, "It makes you look like a loser.""Ronan," said Gansey."I need everyone to sit down!" shouted Maura.

At the sight of Gansey's Aglionby sweater, Adam's father had charged out, firing on all cylinders. For weeks after that, Ronan had called Gansey "the S.R.F.," where the S stood for Soft, the R stood for Rich, and the F for something else.

Ronan replied, ‘I’m waiting for you to tell me what to do, Gansey. Tell me where to go.

I couldn't sleep," Gansey said truthfully. Then, after a pause, "You're not going to try to kill Greenmantle, are you?"Ronan's chin lifted. His smile was sharp and humorless. "No. I've thought of a better option." "Do I want to know what it is is? Is it acceptance of the pointlessness of revenge?"The smile widened and sharpened yet more "It's not your problem, Gansey."He was so much more dangerous when he wasn't angry.

So they were at an impasse. "Gansey boy! DICK."Ronan whirled and walked backward to face the shouter. He spread his arms wide. "Not now, Cheng. The king's a little busy.""I wasn't talking to you, Lynch. I need someone with a soul."The light that glinted off Ronan's snarl caught Gansey's eye, bringing him back to the present.