Quotes by Ransom Riggs

anything that changes you forever, split my life into halves: Before and After.

He was cross-examining my subconscious .

I wanted to thank you, I said.She wrinkled her nose and squinted like Id said something funny. Thank me for what? she said.You give me strength I didnt know I had,; I said. You make me better.

One of the peculiar childrens perspective out of time allows him to take minute interest in every resident of the town and to chronicle everything we did for the entire day he lives over and over.

Early in life we recognize certain talents in ourselves, and we focus on those to the exclusion of others. Its not that nothing else is possible, but that nothing else was nurtured.

He’s lost it. Our son is insane. Or on drugs. Or maybe not on enough drugs.

They were of the past, and the past always mend itself, no matter how me interfere.

They were of the past, and the past always mends itself, no matter how me interfere.

What if theres no town for fifty kilometers? Said Enoch.The well walk for fifty-one kilometers. But I know we werent blown that far off course.

Forgive me. I continue to underestimate the breadth of your ignorance.

For a 12-year-old with a hyperactive imagination who liked to dream of dreary gothic castles, suburban Florida felt a little stifling.

Every snapshot collector has obsessions. Some only collect photos of cars. Others like World War II, or babies, or old-timey girls in old-timey swimsuits. I happen to collect the weird stuff: photos that make the hair on the back of your neck stand up a little. The uncanny.

“I love you too, I wanted to say with as much hurtful sarcasm as I could muster, but she hadnt seen me, and I kept quiet. I did love her, of course, but mostly just because loving your mother is mandatory, not because shes someone I think Id like very much if I met her walking down the street. Which she wouldnt be anyway; walking is for poor people”

“She moved to pinch me again but I blocked her hand. Im no expert on girls, but when one tries to pinch you four times, Im pretty sure thats flirting.”

“I didn’t know what to call it, what was happening between us, but I liked it. It felt silly and fragile and good.”