I wanted to keep others from wasting their time pursuing the Word. And I couldn’t ditch Rachel.” Galloran smiled. “Truly, you are possessed by that species of madness that begets heroism.
BRANDON MULLWant a reliable road to emotional and spiritual suicide? Spend your life trying to fit in.
More Brandon Mull Quotes
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Seth heard the rocking horse clattering down the staircase, the twang of bowstrings, and the overlapping beat of several other projectiles thudding against the door. “That was awesome,” Seth told Kendra. “You’re psychotic,” Kendra replied.
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Everyone should get to clobber a princess at least once,” Jason said.
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What’ll you do if you can’t find a way to cure him?” Seth asked. Dale paused. “I’ll never know that day has come, because I’ll never stop trying.
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If we might be able to save this world, how can we walk away? Too many people around here have given up! Galloran said heroes sacrifice for causes; they do things that others hide from. I may not be some great hero, but I won’t hide from this. I would never live with myself.
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Making mistakes is part of learning to choose well. No way around it. Choices are thrust upon us, and we don’t always get things right.
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For Frito-Lay!” – Newel and Doren
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What has three heads, six arms, and half a brain?” Three asked. One and Two answered in unison. “Nate Sutter.
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What’s the dog called?”Jason asked. “Feraclestinius Androbrelium Pathershin the Seventh.” “No, I meant his entire name.
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When jumping is the sole option, you jump, and try to make it work.
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I was vanquished by a deer!’ A giant magical flying deer with fangs,’ Seth said, parroting a description Gavin had shared earlier. That sounds a little better,’ Warren conceded. ‘Seth is in charge of my tombstone.
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She refused to think of Neil, brave and quiet, whose reward for a heroic rescue was to be slowly devoured by strange cave balloons.
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Let’s worry about fixing the problem instead of the blame.
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You regress. Strong limbs become feeble, keen senses grow dull, hardy constitutions deteriorate. Beauty withers. Organs quit. You remember yourself in your prime, and wonder where that person went. As your wisdom and experience are peaking, your traitorous body becomes a prison.
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Hooves clomping over the whitewashed planks, Doren sprinted along the boardwalk after Rondus, a portly satyr with butterscotch fur and horns that curved away from each other. Puffing hard, Rondus cut through a gazebo and started down the stairs to the field.
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Can you see the power emotion has to distort our outlook? Makes you wonder, did you have a bad day, or did you make it a bad day.” ~Fablehaven – Rise of the Evening Star
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