Quotes

When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth?
The Adventure of the Beryl Coronet

My name is Sherlock Holmes. It is my business to know what other people don't know.
The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle

What the deuce is it to me?" he interrupted impatiently; "you say that we go round the sun. If we went round the moon it would not make a pennyworth of difference to me or to my work.
A Study in Scarlett - Holmes' response to discovering that the Earth revolves around the sun =]

Anything by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle really. The man is a genius.

"The Aurors are part of the Rotfang Conspiracy, I thought everyone knew that. They're working from within to bring down the Ministry of Magic using a combination of Dark magic and gum disease."-Luna Lovegood

I love Luna =)

"Of course it's happening inside your head, Harry, but why on Earth should that mean it's not real?"

"All of them, all except Phineas, constructed at infinite cost to themselves these Maginot Lines against this enemy they thought they saw across the frontier, this enemy who never attacked that way--if he ever attacked at all; if he was indeed the enemy."

- Gene, A Separate Peace.

"How in the world..." began Strange and then stopped. He heard it too - the music that described his whole life. He realized for the first time how full of sadness his existence was. He was surrounded by mean-spirited men and women who hated him and were secretly jealous of his talent. He knew now that every angry thought he had ever had was justified and that every generous thought was misplaced. His enemies were despicable and his friends were treacherous. Norrell (naturally) was the worst of all, but even Arabella was weak and unworthy of his love.
"Ah!" Sighed His Majesty, "So you have been betrayed too."
"Yes," said Strange, sadly.

Strange raised his other hand to smash the horse and horseman out of existence.
Then he froze.
"And can a magician kill a man by magic?" the Duke had asked.
And he had answered, "A magician might, but a gentleman never could."

"What?" asked Strange, whose eyes had wandered back to his book during the latter part of the conversation.
"The trees," said Henry.
"Which trees?"
"Those," said Henry, pointing out of the window to a whole host of ancient and magnificent oaks, ashes and beech trees.
"As far as neighbours go, those trees are quite exemplary. They mind their own affairs and have never troubled me. I rather think that I will return the compliment."
"But they are blocking the light."
"So are you, Henry, but I have not yet taken an axe to you."

"It is certainly very aggravating," remarked Lascelles with all the calm in the world, "and after he swore to Sir Walter that he had given up magic when his wife died."
"Oh! We might all die - half of London might be swept away, but Strange will always do magic - he cannot help himself. He is too much a magician ever to stop now. And the magic that he will do is evil - and I do not know how I shall prevent him!"

"There is only one magician, sir. Now that you are here, only one magician remains in England."
Strange seemed to consider this for a moment. "My pupils!" he said. "My pupils are magicians. All the men and women who ever wanted to be Norrell's pupils are magicians. Childermass is another. Segundus another. Honeyfoot. The subscribers to the magical journals. The members of the old societies. England is full of magicians. Hundreds! Thousands perhaps! Norrell refused them. Norrell denied them. Norrell silenced them. But they are magicians nonetheless. Tell them this." He passed his hand across his forehead and breathed hard for a moment. "Tree speaks to stone; stone speaks to water. It is not so hard as we have supposed. Tell them to read what is written in the sky. Tell them to ask the rain! And tell Norrell that I am coming."

"Time and I have quarrelled. All hours are midnight now. I had a clock and a watch, but I destroyed them both. I could not bear the way they mocked me."

All from Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell by Susanna Clarke.
..I'm done now

See my signature.

Blood Promise by Richelle Mead.

"Arutha, did I ever tell you that you take all the fun out of life?"
-Amos Trask, A Darkness At Sethanon

"Don't you dare tell me I take all the fun out of life."
-Prince Arutha, Krondor: The Assassins

"Put away your black looks my little storm cloud."
-King Lyam, Silverthorn

"It's Mother, she's trying to destroy the world."
-Miranda, Rage of a Demon King

"I'm your secretary, Dash is your servant. I woin the coin toss."
-Jimmy Jameson, Rage of a Demon King

"Germs contagious. Contagion alert. But Edwart and Purell are stronger than dirt."

"It's so easy," I said, slicing the frog down its middle. I'd done this lab before. At a pond, when I was a little girl.

"Did you notice anything funny about Edwart in class? I think I love him," I said nonchalantly.
"Well, he did look kind of angry when you fell and disconnected his computer charger."

"Thanks, Lindsey," he said, mistaking me for Lindsey Lohan.

I looked up and saw a boy of medium height, with dark hair and a lean but muscular frame. I felt drawn to him. He smiled at me. I lost interest.

All my favourite quotes from Nightlight, a parody by the Harvard Lampoon. Hahah :D

"Okay, how many times do we have to explain to you - the boy is not on your team.He likes breasts and vaginas, not penises and anu-"

Made my day.

"Oh, my god," Clary said

"No, but I do get that a lot," jace said.

Well, the quote on my profile is from my favorite book, but it's quite long.

And this: "Here's what's not beautiful about it: from here, you can't see the rust or the cracked paint or whatever, but you can tell what the place really is. You can see how fake it all is. It's not even hard enough to be made out of plastic. It's a paper town. I mean, look at it, Q: look at all those culs-de-sac, those streets that turn in on themselves, all the houses that were built to fall apart. All those paper people living in their paper houses, burning the future to stay warm. All the paper kids drinking beer some bum bought for them at the paper convenience store. Everyone demented with the mania of owning things. All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people, too. I've lived here for eighteen years and I have never once in my life come across anyone who cares about anything that matters."

That quote means so much.
It's from Paper Towns by John Green.

The italicized part is my favorite.

You can slit your throat with your own tounge.
~Nine by Jan Burke

"How the future you have tomorrow won't be the same future you had yesterday."
- Rant, by Chuck Palahniuk.

<b>Oh my goodness There are so many I want to list...which ones shall I pick.....</b>

"That's not true at all. It's not the face, but the expressions on it. It's not the voice, but what they say. It's not how you look like in that body, it's what you do with it. You are beautiful"
-The Host by Stephenie Meyer

"The snow drifts into our zombie mouths crawling with grease and curses and tobacco flakes and cavities and boyfriend/girlfriend juice, the stain of lies. For one moment we are not failed tests and broken condoms and cheating on essays; we are crayons and lunch boxes and swinging so high our sneakers punch holes in the clouds. For one breath everything feels better. Then it melts. The bus drivers rev their engines and the ice cloud shatters. Everyone shuffles forward. They don't know what just happened. They can't remember."

"We held hands when we walked down the gingerbread path into the forest, blood dripping from our fingers. We danced with witches and kissed monsters. We turned us into wintergirls, and when she tried to leave, I pulled her back into the snow because I was afraid to be alone."

- (Both)Wintergirls by Laurie Halse Anderson

"Go ahead, throw this book away. Spit on me. Revile me. I dare you. Cast me out of your intellectual orbit. Throw me out of your back-pack. Pitch me in the airport trash bin. Leave me on a bench in Central Park! What do I care? No. I don't want you to do all that. Don't do that. DON'T DO IT!"
-Blood Canticle by Anne Rice

"Don't think or judge, just listen."
-Just Listen by Sarah Dessen

"We'd start slow, the way we always did, because the run, and the game, could go on for awhile. Maybe even forever.
That was the thing. You just never knew. Forever was so many different things. It was always changing, it was what everything was really all about. It was twenty minutes, or a hundred years, or just this instant, or any instant I wished would last and last. But there was only one truth about forever that really mattered, and that was this: it was happening. Right then, as I ran with Wes into that bright sun, and every moment afterwards. Look, there. Now. Now. Now."
— Sarah Dessen (The Truth About Forever)

<b> I love all of those but my favorite by far is: </b>

"I am a jumble of passions, misgivings, and wants. It seems that I am always in a state of wishing and rarely in a state of contentment."
— Libba Bray (The Sweet Far Thing)

" 'I don't get it,' Caroline said, bemused. 'She's the only one with wings. Why is that?'
There were so many questions in life. You couldn't ever have all the answers. But I knew this one.
'It's so she can fly,' I said." " - Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever.

"I see the ghosts of war.
[...]
It's not about believing. It's not about ideas or who's right and who's wrong. It's just sudden. It just exists.
There is something more.
And now I see that I am grateful for war, for the ghosts. I'm grateful for the worst in humanity, because it's the closest I'll ever get to understanding the best in humanity. I'm grateful for my moments of insanity, because it's the closest I'll ever get to becoming sane.
It's a lot like love. You can tell a thousand love stories, but only those who've been in love will truly understand what it is you're talking about. Even when you are in love, it's impossible to understand. But that's the way love has to be. That's the way war has to be.
And when the war is over, I'm sitting at home one day, and I miss it.
I miss the power, and I miss the vulnerability. I miss the innocence, and I miss the guilt. I miss the death, and I miss the life.
I long for it, but I know it can't come back. So I hold on to it.
We call this faith.
And without faith we are nothing."
-Ghosts of War by Ryan Smithson (A true story of a 19-year-old G.I.)

The line is immaterial. Mr. Worthing, I confess I feel somewhat bewildered by what you have just told me. To be born, or at any rate, bred in a handbag, whether it had handles or not, seems to me to display a contempt for the ordinary decencies of family life that reminds one of the worst excesses of the French Revolution. And I presume you know what that unfortunate movement lead to?

-Lady Bracknell in The Importance of being Earnest by Oscar Wilde. I laugh every time.

"Silence is freakin loud."
Owen from "Just listen"

That quote caught me for some reason. Oh and this. becuase I completely agree.

"Do you believe in everything you hear?"
Annabel from "just listen"

"WHAT DOES THAT SIGNIFY, FOOLISH CREATURE?"
"It's the world's smallest violin, playing 'My Heart Pumps Purple Piss for You.'"

Blaine and Eddie
Wizard and Glass

elizabeth gaskell:

The line is immaterial. Mr. Worthing, I confess I feel somewhat bewildered by what you have just told me. To be born, or at any rate, bred in a handbag, whether it had handles or not, seems to me to display a contempt for the ordinary decencies of family life that reminds one of the worst excesses of the French Revolution. And I presume you know what that unfortunate movement lead to?

-Lady Bracknell in The Importance of being Earnest by Oscar Wilde. I laugh every time.

The whole of The Importance of Being Earnest just gets me every time

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"Mister Teatime had a truly brilliant mind, but it was brilliant like a fractured mirror, all marvellous facets and rainbows but, ultimately, also something that was broken."

"All right," said Susan, "I'm not stupid. You're saying humans need ... fantasies to make life bearable."
No. Humans need fantasy to be human. To be the place where the falling angel meet the rising ape.
"Tooth fairies? Hogfathers?"
Yes. As practice. You have to start out learning to believe the little lies.
"So we can believe the big ones?"
Yes. Justice. Duty. Mercy. That sort of thing.
"They're not the same at all!"
Really? Then take the universe and grind it down to the finest powder and sieve it through the finest sieve and then show me one atom of justice, one molecule of mercy. And yet you act, like there was some sort of rightness in the universe by which it may be judged.
"Yes. But people have got to believe that or what's the point?"
My point exactly.

From Hogfather by Terry Pratchett.