Brandon Mull Quotes
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Drake. He liked dangerous pies." "Why did he join you?" "Who would eat pie that could take over your life? Why risk it?" "Focus. Why did he join you?" "Say no to death pies. Another good motto. I'm getting a headache."
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She pictured herself running from a hoard of ravenous zombies on a hot day eventually collapsing from heatstroke and getting devoured. Then she imagined Hal giving a rousing eulogy at her funeral explaining how Kendra's death was a beautiful sacrifice allowing the noble zombies to live on delighting future generations by mindlessly trying to eat them. With her luck it could totally happen.
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All right. Since the world is about to end, why not give an impossible jailbreak one last try?
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Without opening the gate, and keeping one hand near the elevator buttons, Seth shone the flashlight around the room. The last thing he wanted was to get cornered by zombies inside of an elevator.
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That was cool.' You're psychotic.
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Seth wished he had kept the zombie hand.
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They would probably search for him all over the zoo—the last place he’d been seen. He wondered if any evidence would implicate the hippo.
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Orphans have to run well. A slow orphan ends up in jail.
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Was the anticipation worse than the event itself?
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You don't get it? He poisonded me! He poisonded me, and you're next. I'm going to die. We're all going to die.
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The absence of suffocating humidity and carnivorous plants was appreciated.
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We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be.
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It's easy to make up weird stuff. It gets trickier when you want the weird stuff to be interesting and make sense.
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Do not threaten the supreme gigantic overlords. We do as we please.
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He’ll just snap his fingers and turn us to dust.
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Jason decided not to add that the best way to get him to focus on something was to tell him not to think about it.
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At the far end of the room, upon a moldering dais, a shabby man sat upon a battered thrown. A dingy rag bound his eyes, a tarnished crown rested upon his grey hair, and a grimy green robe edged in dirty white fur enshrouded his body. He looked like some homeless guy playing the part of a wise man in a soup kitchen Christmas pageant.
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In his writings, Patton was shameless about his ambition to woo Lena to be his bride. He detailed the gradual progress he made, playing music for her on his violin, writing her poems, beguiling her with stories, engaging her in conversation. It was clear that he obsessed over her. He knew what he wanted and never relented until she was his.
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Luck has a way of evaporating when you lean on it.
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The only thing more alarming that what is in that cave will be your punishment if we somehow survive.
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It was an emergency!" Seth blurted. "Read my lips - emergency reading - not some demented idea of fun. If I was starving, I would eat asparagus. If somebody held a gun to my head, I would watch a soap opera. And to save Fablehaven, I would read a book, okay, are you happy?" You had best be careful, Seth," Grandma warned. "The love of reading can be contagious." I just lost my appetite," he declared.
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I blush to think of her beholding my work," Verl confessed. So do we," Newel assured him.
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The only thing that would make her jealous would be if I led a parade riding a unicorn while ballerinas sang love songs.
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She had seen a huge hunchback ogre with meaty forearms and a pruned face crossing a courtyard with an anvil under one arm.