The comforts of life as a fugitive,” Drake sighed. “Stumbling about in the dark without mounts.
BRANDON MULLBeing smart can make happiness elusive. Being REALLY smart can help you find it in more places than most.
More Brandon Mull Quotes
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I’ll not have my grandson subjected to the humiliation of his reading becoming public. We have to cope with this disgrace discreetly — Grandma Ruth
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Excruciating agony makes me cranky.
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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.” p. 432
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Any simpleton can speak with confidence. Sometimes the greatest fools have the most bravado.
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And you came back to Lyrian?” Galloran said in disbelief. “Believe it or not, I came through the same hippopotamus that brought me here the first time. Jumped into the tank on purpose.
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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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Most pleasures are best as a seasoning, not the main course. p. 374
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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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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 Fablehave.
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An occasional foray into negative emotions makes feeling normal that much sweeter.
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Want a reliable road to emotional and spiritual suicide? Spend your life trying to fit in.
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The love of reading can be contagious.
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One eye is open to all truth, the other closed to all deception.
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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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Nathan Sutter,” the teacher read. Here. My mother never calls me Nathan.” Is it Nate?” She calls me Honeylips.
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