Robert Fanney

May your feet ever walk in the light of two suns... and may the moonshadow never fall on you. . . 

In my experience, nothing worthwhile has ever really been all that easy. But it certainly has been worthwhile regardless how difficult it seemed

A genius is someone who takes a complex thing and makes it look simple. An academic does the opposite.

You or I might think that at least one would show courage and put up a fight. But neither you nor I have suffered as they, and even we have born witness in silence to lesser ills under less dire threat. Yet, in the face of evil, to sit silent is an even greater evil. Complacency is ever the enabler of darkest deeds.

Dominance. Control. These things the unjust seek most of all. And so it is the duty of the just to defy dominance and to challenge control.

To be me is to be different. . . 

To all those women -- strong enough to be heroes; fair enough to be ladies. This song is for you

Under tyranny it is right to be a rebel!

Someone smashed a flutterfler and without even thinking she touched her Stone and used Wyrd to piece its broken body back together. She filled its empty vessels with dreams and it became the stuff it used for blood. It brushed her cheek with its wings, then flew off -- dancing in the hot air.

Anthony Horowitz

The worst time to feel alone is when you're in a crowd.

You're never too young to die.

What is this place? Hogwarts?

There's a name for people with an interest in the moon," Alex said. "They're called lunatics.

Let me ask you a question Alex. What do you think is the greatest evil on this plant today?"
"Is that including, or not including you?

If this is what you do to the winner, I'd hate to see how you treat the runner up.

No offense, but I'd rather kiss the horse.

Believe me, It would be better if we didn't meet again. Go back to school. Go back to your life. And next time they ask you, say no. Killing is for grown-ups and you're still a child.

When the doorbell rings at three in the morning, it's never good news.

A German philosopher once wrote that he who fights monsters must take care that he doesn't become one himself.

He had followed the trail left by a dead man. It was only now that he realized it might lead only to a grave.

Daniel Handler

Stop saying no offense,” I said, “when you say offensive things. It’s not a free pass.

I was stupid, the official descriptive phrase for happy.

The thing with your heart's desire is that your heart doesn't even know what it desires until it turns up.

Either you have the feeling or you don't. 

I started making plans, thinking we would get that far.

A library is like an island in the middle of a vast sea of ignorance, particularly if the library is very tall and the surrounding area has been flooded.

I’m not a romantic, I’m a half-wit. Only stupid people would think I’m smart. I’m not something anyone should know. I’m a lunatic wandering around for scraps, I’m like every single miserable moron I’ve scorned and pretended I didn’t recognize. I’m all of them, every last ugly thing in a bad last-minute costume. I’m not different, not at all, not different from any other speck of a thing. I’m a blemished blemish, a ruined ruin, a stained wreck so failed I can’t see what I used to be.

Gaston Leroux

If I am the phantom, it is because man's hatred has made me so. If I am to be saved it is because your love redeems me.

Erik is not truly dead. He lives on within the souls of those who choose to listen to the music of the night.

All I wanted was to be loved for myself.

I tore off my mask so as not to lose one of her tears... and she did not run away!...and she did not die!... She remained alive, weeping over me, weeping with me. We cried together! I have tasted all the happiness the world can offer.

He had a heart that could have held the entire empire of the world; and, in the end, he had to content himself with a cellar.

Know that it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!...Look, I am not laughing now, crying, crying for you, Christine, who have torn off my mask and who therefore can never leave me again!...Oh, mad Christine, who wanted to see me!

Poor, unhappy Erik! Shall we pity him? Shall we curse him? He asked only to be 'some one,' like everybody else. But he was too ugly! And he had to hide his genius or use it to play tricks with, when, with an ordinary face, he would have been one of the most distinguished of mankind! He had a heart that could have held the entire empire of the world; and, in the end, he had to content himself with a cellar. Ah, yes, we must need pity the Opera ghost...

Dave Eggers

Books have a unique way of stopping time in a particular moment and saying: Let’s not forget this.

We are unusual and tragic and alive.

I will not wait to love as best as I can. We thought we were young and that there would be time to love well sometime in the future. This is a terrible way to think. It is no way to live, to wait to love.

I like the dark part of the night, after midnight and before four-thirty, when it's hollow, when ceilings are harder and farther away. Then I can breathe, and can think while others are sleeping, in a way can stop time, can have it so – this has always been my dream – so that while everyone else is frozen, I can work busily about them, doing whatever it is that needs to be done, like the elves who make the shoes while children sleep.

But everyone disappears, no matter who loves them.

Still though, I think if you're not self-obsessed, you're probably boring.

Humans are divided between those who can still look through the eyes of youth and those who cannot.

The only infallible truth of our lives is that everything we love in life will be taken from us.

Masashi Kishimoto

She's strong! And scary...I bet she's single...I'd put money on it. . .

If you don't like the hand that fate's dealt you, fight for a new one

When people are protecting something truly special to them, they truly can become. . . as strong as they can be.

A smile is the best way to get away with trouble even if it’s a fake one.When a man learns to love, he must bear the risk of hatred.

When a man learns to love, he must bear the risk of hatred.

The pain of being alone is completely out of this world, isn't it? I don't know why, but I understand your feelings so much, it actually hurts. 

There's no advantage to hurrying through life.

The weaker you are the louder you bark.

Give up trying to make me give up.

It’s foolish to fear what we’ve yet to see and know.

The difference between insanity and genius is measured only by success and failure.

Ally Carter

I thought about how there are two types of secrets: the kind you want to keep in, and the kind you don't dare to let out.

The only way Bex would miss this would be if she were unconscious. And tied up. And in a concrete bunker. In Siberia.

It is an occupational hazard that anyone who has spent her life learning how to lie eventually becomes bad at telling the truth

Not knowing you can't do something, is sometimes all it takes to do it.

But the heaviest things, I think, are the secrets. They can drown you if you let them.

Most little girls in England grow up wanting to marry a prince. Bex grew up wanting to kick James Bond's butt and assume his double-0 ranking.

Sometimes people run…to see if you'll come after them.

. . .nothing ever happens quickly (except when it does). Nothing is ever, ever easy (except when it is). And, most of all, nothing ever goes perfectly according to plan (except in the movies).

I suppose a lot of teenage girls feel invisible sometimes, like they just disappear. Well, that's me—Cammie the Chameleon. But I'm luckier than most because, at my school, that's considered cool. 
I go to a school for spies.

I think it's kinda nice.' And I did. my mom isn't famous for her pies. No, she's famous for defusing a nuclear device in Brussels with only a pair of cuticle scissors and a ponytail holder. Somehow, at the moment, pies seemed cooler.

Hiding is for amateurs.

Maureen Johnson

Writing is one of the few careers for which you essentially train yourself, the other two major ones being juggling and pickpocketing.

Debbie had to get up and slice me a thick piece of cake before she could answer. And I do mean thick. Harry Potter volume seven thick. I could have knocked out a burglar with this piece of cake. Once I tasted it, though, it seemed just the right size.

Claim whatever you want. Say you only want a happy family or a successful career or a big house. I say: no, that's not what you want. You'll settle for those things, but you really want a monkey that does your evil bidding. Pullman is a genius just for this.

Fear can't hurt you," she said. "When it washes over you, give it no power. It's a snake with no venom. Remember that. That knowledge can save you.

I may have been a complete lunatic, but I was a complete lunatic with manners.

It's always easier to say good-bye when you know it's just a prelude to hello.

One person's crazy is another person's sane, I guess.

You can never visit the same place twice. Each time, it's a different story. By the very act of coming back, you wipe out what came before.

Claude Monet

I must have flowers, always, and always.

Color is my daylong obsession, joy, and torment.

Every day I discover 
more and more 
beautiful things. 
It’s enough to drive one mad. 
I have such a desire 
to do everything,
my head is bursting with it.

Everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to understand, when it is simply necessary to love.

My garden is my most beautiful masterpiece.

I would like to paint the way a bird sings.

The more I live, the more I regret how little I know.

It's on the strength of observation and reflection that one finds a way. So we must dig and delve unceasingly.

I'm not performing miracles, I'm using up and wasting a lot of paint. . .

The richness I achieve comes from nature, the source of my inspiration. 

Everyday I discover more and more beautiful things. It’s enough to drive one mad. I have such a desire to do everything, my head is bursting with it.

Natalie Angier

We are made of stardust; why not take a few moments to look up at the family album?

Women never bought Freud's idea of penis envy: who would want a shotgun when you can have an automatic?

Scientists have discovered that the small brave act of cooperating with another person, of choosing trust over cynicism, generosity over selfishness, makes the brain light up with quiet joy.

The clitoris not only applauds when a women flaunts her mastery; it will give a standing ovation. In the multiple orgasm, we see the finest evidence that our lady Klitoris helps those who help themselves. It may take many minutes to reach the first summit, but once there the lusty mountaineer finds wings awaiting her. She does noy need to scramble back to the ground before scaling the next peak, but can glide like a raptor on currents of joy.

Perhaps eggs are like neurons, which also are not replenished in adulthood: they know too much. Eggs must plan the party. Sperm need only to show up- wearing top hat and tails, of course.

We are all yeses. We are worthy enough, we passed inspection, we survived the great fetal oocyte extinctions. In that sense, at least -- call it a mechanospiritual sense -- we are meant to be. We are good eggs, every one of us.

You have your opinion, I have mine, and it takes all kinds of nuts and dips to make a party, right?